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"You weren't dreaming of me, dear Jimmy, that's certain. In what garden were you wandering?" "Leila! You! How how jolly!" "How how jolly! I wanted to see you, so I came. And I have seen you, as you are, when you aren't with me. I shall remember it; it was good for me awfully good for me." "I didn't hear you." "Far, far away, my dear. Put my gardenia in, your buttonhole. Stop, I'll pin it in.
He rose from his chair with a quiet smile as she entered the room. So she had come! He had not relied upon his knowledge of a woman's temperament in vain. She was very pale. The extra whiteness showed even on her gardenia skin, and her great eyes gleamed sullenly from beneath her lowering brows of ink. "If the terms are for the certain happiness of Mirko I consent," she said.
In her mysterious way she had found something she liked in Connie Edwards, with her awful hat and her outrageous, three-inch heels and her common prettiness. Cosgrave obviously was crazy about her. He seemed to cling to her because she had an insatiable hunger for the things he couldn't afford. One could see that he had tried to model himself to her taste. He wore a gardenia and a spotted tie.
One day, on the steps of the Aquarium, I saw the man whom I suspected of not being Philippa's husband. 'Who is that cove? I asked. 'Him with the gardenia? replied a friend, idiomatically. 'That is Sir Runan Errand, the amateur showman him that runs the Live Mermaid, the Missing Link, and Koot Hoomi, the Mahatma of the Mountain. 'What kind of man is he?
There were orange trees in blossom, and coffee trees with masses of sweet white flowers lying among their flaky branches like snow, and the unfailing cocoa-nut rising out of banana groves, and clusters of gardenia smothering the red hibiscus. Here Hananui adopted a showman's air; he made me feel as if I were one of Barnum's placarded monsters.
The scent of the gardenia was strong in her little bedroom, and pleasant to her. And Val, leaning out of his first-floor window in B.N.C., was gazing at a moonlit quadrangle without seeing it at all, seeing instead Holly, slim and white-frocked, as she sat beside the fire when he first went in.
Jimmy, I want to live again a little!" The garment had taken fifteen years off her age, and a gardenia, just where the silk crossed on her breast, seemed no whiter than her skin. He wondered whimsically whether it had dropped to her out of the dark! "Live?" he said. "Why! Don't you always?" She raised her hands so that the dark silk fell, back from the whole length of those white arms.
Cotton it was who told me, the one who used to live in Tradd Street, he was a relative of Dr. Garden the man that gave his name to that flower they call the gardenia had it sent him from somewhere in the South, but I'm sure I don't know where New Orleans, I think, but it doesn't matter. I was saying about Dr. Cotton, old Dr.
Many-coloured tree carnations, gorgeous cannas and calladiums, copses of snowy gardenia, and flowering shrubs of rainbow hues, blaze with splendour, or exhale their wealth of perfume on the languid air, thronged with the invisible souls of the floral multitude.
I'll bet she'd give ten years of her life and her European education to be a gardenia girl and have three or four men in love with her and be cut in on every few feet at dances." "It seems to me," interrupted Mrs. Harvey rather wearily, "that you ought to be able to do something for Bernice. I know she's not very vivacious." Marjorie groaned. "Vivacious! Good grief!
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