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Frostwinch, and as Maurice walked buoyantly along, forgetting his errand and only remembering that he was to see her, he recalled how on the day when they had first met he had walked home with her from Mrs. Gore's.
"Then if Miss Morison will promise to continue the donations of Mrs. Frostwinch, the position of the beneficiaries will be the same toward her as toward Mrs. Frostwinch." Maurice bent forward quickly, unable longer to maintain an appearance of calm. "Father Frontford," he exclaimed, "you certainly cannot ask this of Miss Morison! It would be sheer impertinence!
PARTED OUR FELLOWSHIP Othello, ii. 1. Berenice had abundant leisure to reflect upon her attitude toward her lovers, for Mrs. Frostwinch was soon so seriously ill that it was evident to all that the end was at hand. Berenice devoted herself to the invalid, although there was little that she could do.
It was largely in virtue of this interesting and pathetic story that Mrs. Frostwinch and Mrs. Bodewin Ranger had taken it upon themselves to better the fortunes of Stanton.
Do you chance to know anything about the Canton estate? I suppose you are not likely to." "Nothing whatever. What is the Canton estate?" "Mrs. Frostwinch was a Canton. Her father was a brother of old Mrs. Morison." Maurice could not see how all this involved him, but he became more and more uneasy. "The estate of old Mr.
Crapps, his feeling that he had been assisting at a sacrament of impiety, were all forgotten as he stood talking to his neighbor. "Come," she said at length, "I must speak to Mrs. Frostwinch before I go." He bent forward to remove a chair which was in her way, and her gloved hand brushed against his. He covered the spot with his other hand as if he would preserve the precious touch. "I found Mr.
"Do you judge by outward appearances," he asked, "or have you power to read the heart?" "Men so seldom have hearts," she retorted, "that it is not worth while to bother with that branch." Then she added, as if thinking aloud, and looking Ashe in the face: "You are an enthusiast, and take things with frightful seriousness. You must see Mrs. Frostwinch. You'll just suit her."
Frostwinch chanced to approach him at the same time to take their leave. "I am so glad to have seen the statue," was the latter's form of adieu, "it is distinctly inspiring. Thank you so much." He bowed awkwardly enough, stammering some unintelligible reply, and the lady moved away with Mr.
"Have you heard that Mrs. Frostwinch is on her way home?" Father Frontford went on. "No." "It is said that her faith-healing superstition has failed her, and she is coming home to die." "To die?" echoed Maurice. He recalled Mrs. Frostwinch as he had seen her, gracious, high-bred, apparently brilliantly well; and it appeared monstrously impossible that death should be near her.
Herman; and Mr. Irons, who never will agree to anything that Mr. Hubbard wants, is putting up the claims of this new woman, just to be contrary." "What new woman? Mrs. Greyson?" "Yes. Mrs. Frostwinch told me all about it yesterday. Now there is a young man that we are interested in" "Who is 'we'?" interrupted Rangely. "Oh, Mrs. Frostwinch, and Mrs. Bodewin Ranger, and a number of us."
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