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My heart began to thump in my breast, like a trunk falling downstairs. I glanced guiltily to see if the rumpus it seemed to me to be making was attracting notice. No. Every man was sunk in his newspaper. A moment later, I heard her voice in my ear. "Listen, I'd like to see you. I'll be dressed and downstairs in ten minutes. Evelyn and John have driven to the golf club to get John's sticks.
But they wa'n't curls, and they wouldn't ha' been short if I hadn't cut 'em. For every night, and sometimes twice a day, I curled 'em on a pipe-stem." "Ain't them curls nat'ral, Lucindy?" cried Mrs. Wilson. "Have you been fixin' 'em to blow round your face that way, all these years?" "I begun when I was a little girl," said Lucindy, guiltily.
"I had forgotten that I had promised Lady Harriet to drive you over to Deep Hill after luncheon to meet that South American who has taken such a fancy to your place, and I must send to the stables." As Sir James disappeared, the duchess turned to Helen. "I see what has happened, dear; don't mind me, for I frankly confess I shall now eat my luncheon less guiltily than I feared.
"Have a surplus eleven thousand of them." Joe guiltily felt that the old man knew the stock books better than he himself. A little spot of red appeared in each cheek. Mr. Boner shoved two sheets of yellow paper across the desk toward him. "I've reordered replacement one thousand five one half, cancellation one thousand two one half." This with an air of satisfaction.
Barney knew from the first day that I wasn't what I pretended to be. Why didn't you tell me, Barney?" Mary was blushing, and Barney's face was red. His eyes met Mary's and both pairs were lowered, guiltily. Barney turned to Sanderson. "Look at me!" he said. "Do I look like a man who could fight Dale, Silverthorn, and Maison and the gang they had with any hope of victory?
And then the manuscript of the poet was put aside. "Why?" asked Chaumonot one night. He had been greatly interested in the poet's work. Victor flushed guiltily. "Perhaps it may be of no value. There are but half a dozen thoughts worth remembering." "And who may say that immortality does not dwell in these thoughts?" said the priest.
He shot her, and tried to shoot me, and I drew upon him in self-defence." The Prince spoke haltingly. He had not been prepared to lie so soon. "What are you doing with that cushion?" Filippo looked down guiltily at the frilled thing he held. "I was going to put it under her head," he began, but the other was not listening. He had come forward into the room and he had seen.
Everett at length, after he had watched them in silence, during some moments; "what are you doing here?" The Reverend Gabriel and Mrs. Pennypoker both started guiltily. So interested had they been in their search, that they had been unconscious of Mr. Everett's approach until he stood before them. In her surprise, Mrs.
She tucked a wind-blown lock of brown hair under her hat crown and looked at the agent reproachfully, as if he were to blame, and the agent, feeling suddenly that somehow the fault was his, blushed guiltily and kicked at a box of oranges. "Whitmore's rig is in town," he said, hastily. "I saw his man at dinner. The train was reported late, but she made up time."
Madelene's conversation he had not heard, and it was not until she spoke directly to him that he remembered her presence. "Don't you think so, Fred?" she was asking. He heaved another sigh as he left Ithaca and came back to France after that flight of fancy. "Don't I think what? I really didn't hear what you said, Madelene," he admitted guiltily. Madelene experienced a hot flash of indignation.
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