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"Have a cigarette, mother? Sara?" "I'll take one, Les," said Vivian. She selected one and passed the case on to her mother. Sara shook her head. "No, thanks," she said. Mrs. Redmond Wrandall laid her cigarette down without attempting to light it, a sudden frostiness in her manner. Vivian and Leslie blew long plumes of smoke from the innermost recesses of their lungs.
He was therefore cool and curt, seeking by frostiness of manner to nip the budding enthusiasm that annoyed him. Dennis heeded him not, but bent every faculty to the mastery of the duties required of him.
Fisher, with even greater frostiness than that with which she had received Lady Caroline's ignorance of the Blessed Damozel, said, "There is only one unoccupied bedroom in this house." "Only one?" echoed Mrs. Wilkins, astonished. "Then who are in all the others?" "We are," said Mrs. Fisher. "But we're not in all the bedrooms. There must be at least six.
I found Rose a very congenial companion, though I never felt sure what he thought, and never aired my enthusiasms in his presence. He had great aplomb, and was troubled by no shyness nor hesitation. There was a touch of frostiness at times between him and Father Payne. Rose was paradoxical and whimsical, and was apt to support fantastic positions with apparent earnestness.
One can never be so certain of good New England weather as in the days when a long easterly storm has blown away the warm late-summer mists, and cooled the air so that however bright the sunshine is by day, the nights come nearer and nearer to frostiness. There was a cold freshness in the morning air when Mrs.
'In a few days, Louise de Seilles will be here. A Frenchwoman and Papist! was the interjection of his twist of brows. Surely I must now be free? she thought when he had covered his farewell under a salutation regretful in frostiness. A week later, she had the embrace of her Louise, and Armandine was made happy with a piece of Parisian riband.
The hog-horn was now slung over the old coat, a bucket of cold victuals was reached from the shelf, and the old hog-feeder, equipped for his day's work, lifted the latch, and, stepping out into the sharp frostiness of the November morning, plodded with heavy steps toward the barnyard, Drive following closely at his heels.
He was continually surprised at the correctness of her attitude toward Savina; his wife could know nothing; she was even without the legitimate foundation of a suspicion; but her bearing had a perceptible frostiness of despair. What, he wondered moodily, would next, immediately, develop?
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