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I waited in Thrums until I had looked again on Margaret, who thought me dead, and Gavin, who had never heard of me, and then I trudged back to the school-house. Something I heard of them from time to time during the winter for in the gossip of Thrums I was well posted but much of what is to be told here I only learned afterwards from those who knew it best.
And he hearin' neighbours' gossip, and it comes to him by a sort of extractin' 'Where's her husband? bein' the question; and 'She ain't got one, the answer it's nat'ral for him to leave the place. I never can tell him how you went off, or who's the man, lucky or not. You went off sudden, on a morning, after kissin' me at breakfast; and no more Dahly visible. And he suspects he more'n suspects.
However, we exchanged no wayside gossip, because our Zeitoonli in front availed themselves of privilege and shouted to every stranger to pass at a good distance. That is a perfectly fair precaution in a land where every one goes armed, and any one may be a bandit. But it leads to aloofness.
"We planned not to talk to one another at the station until after boarding the train. Morning would have published news of the scandal broadcast, but until the irrevocable step had been taken we determined to avoid gossip. And, Mr. Carroll I was then what is called a 'good woman'. My faithlessness up to that time, and to this moment, had been mental and mental only.
Of course the method of telling his story in letters necessitates the acceptance of various improbabilities; reticence has sometimes to be violated, and confidences to be unduly made. Still, with all these allowances, the gossip of every one with regard to the likelihood of Sir Charles returning Harriet's very thinly veiled attachment is highly undignified, and often indecent.
"It may not be of the slightest consequence to you," began Mary, slightly confused. "And perhaps you know all about it any old gossip could tell you. It's a wonder if they haven't; you've been here two weeks." Boland made a wry face. "I see! Exports?" Mary nodded, and her brave eyes drooped a little. "Abingdon's finest export in my opinion, at least went to Arizona. And and he's in trouble, Mr.
Our reverence we are constrained to yield where it is due, to rank, merit, talents. But our affections we give not thus easily. 'The hand of Douglas is his own." "I am willing to lose an hour in gossip with persons whom good men hold cheap. All this I will do out of regard to the decent conventions of polite life. But my friends I must know, and, knowing, I must love.
Maybe it was a chance to gossip about Laddie, for he hadn't left them a thing to guess at, and mother says the reason gossip is so dreadful is because it is always GUESSWORK. Well, that was all fair and plain. He had told those people, our very best friends, what he thought about everything, the way they acted included.
I declare I never heard of such a place as this for gossip! Why, Deborah Giles can barely read and write; and she is beneath Mr Hope in every way. I do not believe he ever spoke to her in his life." "Oh, well; I do not pretend to know. I heard something about it. Eleven and threepence. Can you change a sovereign, Mr Jones? And, pray, send home the chops immediately."
Just lawn-festivals and club meetings and picnics at the Waterworks and occasional afternoon card-parties where the older women wore their Sunday silks and exchanged recipes and household gossip. If only there was something interesting just a little dash of "atmosphere." If only they drank afternoon tea, or talked about Higher Things, or smoked cigarettes, or wore long ear-rings!
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