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Follingsbee, casting up her eyes. "Life here in America is in a state of perfect disorganization." "We are a young people here, madam," said John. "We haven't had time to organize the smaller conveniences of life." "Yes, that's what I mean," said Mrs. Follingsbee. "Now, you men don't feel it so very much; but it bears hard on us poor women.
Follingsbee made it a point of rolling up her eyes and sighing deeply when his name was mentioned, as she attended church on Sunday with conspicuous faithfulness, and subscribed to charitable societies and all manner of good works, as she had got appointed directress on the board of an orphan asylum where Mrs.
She answered, however, "Well! your husband will come, at all events." "You may be quite sure of that," said Mrs. Ferrola, with the same quietness. "Well!" said Mrs. Follingsbee, rising, with patronizing cheerfulness, "delighted to see you doing so well; and, if it is pleasant, I will send the carriage round to take you a drive in the park this afternoon. Good-morning."
Follingsbee, like many another of our republicans who besieged the purlieus of the late empire, felt that a residence near the court, at a time when every thing good and decent in France was hiding in obscure corners, and every thing parvenu was wide awake and active, entitled her to speak as one having authority concerning French character, French manners and customs.
"Well, there's Ben Stuyvesant was saying this morning, in Wall Street, that there's a great deal of talk about that Mrs. Follingsbee and that young fellow whose baby's funeral you went to. Ben says there's a liaison between her and him. I didn't ask him what 'twas; but it's something or other with a French name that makes talk, and I don't think it's respectable!
And Thérèse found her words highly acceptable, after the manner of all her tribe, who prophesy smooth things unto their mistresses. It may be imagined that the entertaining of Dick Follingsbee was no small strain on the conjugal endurance of our faithful John; but he was on duty, and endured without flinching that gentleman's free and easy jokes and patronizing civilities.
Let us thank God for those Dutch-Reformed churches; great solid breakwaters, that stand as the dykes in their ancestral Holland to keep out the muddy waves of that sea whose waters cast up mire and dirt. But let us fancy with what quakings and shakings of heart Mrs. Follingsbee must have sought the alliance of these tremendously solid old Christians.
Follingsbee had been a country girl, with small early advantages, but considerable ambition. She had married Dick Follingsbee, and helped him up in the world, as a clever, ambitious woman may.
"O.K.," replied Dick, sententiously. "Oh! how often must I tell you not to use those odious slang terms?" said his wife, reprovingly. "Oh! Mrs. John Seymour knows me of old," said Mr. Follingsbee, winking facetiously at Lillie. "We've had many a jolly lark together; haven't we, Lill?" "Certainly we have," said Lillie, affably. "But come, darling," she added to Mrs.
John Seymour was one of her friends from Springdale, married into a family with which she had grown up with great intimacy, it seemed the most natural thing in the world to the good lady that Rose should want to visit her; that she should drive with her, and call on her, and receive her at their house; and with her of course must come Mrs. Follingsbee. Mr.
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