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One might almost call that " Then Benton remembered an auxiliary door at the back of his apartment and made his escape unnoticed. A half hour later, changed from boots and breeches into evening dress, Benton was opening a long package which bore the name of his florist in town.
"I left Sedgwick on the six o'clock train. On my way to the station I stopped at a florist's and ordered some roses sent to Miss Lloyd. If they did not arrive until she was at dinner, they were not sent immediately, as the florist promised." "When did you receive them, Miss Lloyd?"
As she was buttering a last crumb of toast the girl re-entered with a box from the florist. Her white teeth flashing at Arlee in a smile of admiring interest, she broke the cord with thick fingers and Arlee found the box full of roses, creamy pink and dewy fresh.
When this happens, the best thing to do is to spade up the patch, and rake every weed-root out of it, and then reseed it. If this is done early in spring the newly-seeded place will not be noticeable by midsummer. We frequently see weed-killers advertised in the catalogues of the florist.
Chumley called "the squirrel's nest," was fragrant with roses, for Flamby's taste in flowers was extravagant, and she regularly exhausted the stocks of the local florist. A huge basket of white roses stood upon a side-table, a card attached. Flamby glanced at the card. "James again," she said. "He's some use in the world after all."
The information that the flowers were for the daughter of the president of the Northeastern Railroads caused a visible quickening of the little florist's regard, an attitude which aroused a corresponding disgust and depression in Austen. "Oh, yes," said the florist, "she's up at Crewe's." He glanced at Austen apologetically. "Excuse me," he said, "I ought to know you. Have you a card?"
'And here comes the "friar of orders gray," to tell you so, exclaimed Guy, as Mary, in her gray dress, came on them. 'Oh, that is right, dear good friar, cried Amy. 'We are so busy, said Charlotte; 'Guy has made Mr. Markham send all these choice buds from Redclyffe. 'Not from the park, said Guy, 'we don't deal much in gardening; but Markham is a great florist, and these are his bounties.
The dazzled community, gazing spell-bound upon the spectacle of a flower-decked mansion, brilliant with colored lights and echoing to bewildering strains of music, is apt to forget, in this aggregation of the energies of florist, caterer, and band-master, the one man who is supposed to be, but is not, the author of this occasion. Montague "Ah! yes; and how did 'mine host' bear himself?"
Juror No. 10, Richard Marsh, a young florist, was for Cowperwood in a sentimental way. He had, as a matter of fact, no real convictions. Juror No. 11, Richard Webber, a grocer, small financially, but heavy physically, was for Cowperwood's conviction. He thought him guilty.
"Well, doctor," said Mrs Mostyn eagerly, "don't keep me in suspense." "I must," he replied gravely. "It will be some time before I can say anything definite. I feared fractured skull, but there are no bones broken." "Thank heaven!" said Mrs Mostyn piously. "Such a frank, promising young man such an admirable florist. Then he is not going to be very bad?" "I cannot tell yet.
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