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Updated: June 27, 2025
How do you like Raby? How delightful to have such delightful summer-like weather!" Then they drank a cup of tea, nibbled a piece of cake, and said: "Good-afternoon! So pleased to have met you! We shall hope to see you again very soon!"
She did her errands in the village, finishing up at the post office, which was also the bakery and the most important building in the place. Mrs. Smylie, the baker's wife and postmistress, served her with the stamps, and Marjory was about to say good-afternoon and leave the shop, when Mrs. Smylie opened a door and called out, "Mary Ann, here's Hunter's Marjory; maybe ye'd like to see her."
"You would like an article written about a reformatory for to-morrow's Post or next day's. Very well." "Thank you so much for telling him. Good-afternoon." "You would like," the young man repeated "but one moment, if you please. You have omitted to inform me who you are." To his surprise the lady turned round with a gay laugh. Sharlee had supposed that Mr.
I feel that I must still cherish the presumptuous hope that you will yet relent." "Destroy not your own peace; for the hope must be a vain one. Good-afternoon;" and the lady departed before the attorney had time to add another hyperbolical profession of a passion which, however well acted, was not half so deeply grounded as he had led the unsuspecting object of it to believe.
"I knew it was Miss Fletcher; I told you so, mother," said Lucy, and her low, sweet voice rang out like an angry bird's with a sudden break for the high notes. Mrs. Ayres kept her self-possession of manner, although her face showed not only nervousness but something like terror. "Good-afternoon, Miss Fletcher," she said. "Please walk in." "She said for me to call her Rose," cried Lucy.
'Good-afternoon, dear, said Miss Hampton, setting down the child, and offering an Arctic kiss to the reclining lady; 'I must go. With that she swept from the room with an air of dignity and confusion, and Paul shook hands with the invalid and followed her.
Dave Harney touched his cap and slowed down loose-jointedly. "Sorry you didn't take my tip? Dogs gone up a dollar a pound since yesterday, and still a-whoopin'. Good-afternoon, Miss Frona, and Mr. Corliss. Goin' my way?" "Miss Welse is." Corliss touched the visor of his cap and half-turned on his heel. "Where're you off to?" Dave demanded. "Got an appointment," he lied.
I guess it's all right, but I'd heard some things, and I thought I would ask you what you thought. I thought it wouldn't do any harm. Now I feel a good deal easier about it. Good-afternoon. What a tempest we've had!" "Yes," said Anderson. "Good-afternoon." He was conscious of a mental giddiness as he regarded her. "We needed it, and I do think it has cooled the air a little. I'm very much obliged.
It was too annoying! "Good-afternoon, Miss Farrell! I was coming up to the house to call upon you and your sister. I am so happy to have found you at home; and, do you know, I believe Mr Melland will have to fall back upon your help, after all. My efforts have not been at all successful.
"Then, good-afternoon to you", said she: "I am very sorry but you will excuse the liberty, won't you ?" In the forest she began to cry, covering her eyes, moaning: "Why, how could he be so mean? And I who loved that young man with all my heart, God knows !" Her eyes searched the ground for two sovereigns. Then she happened to look at the envelope: and instantly was interested.
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