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"What would you think, Hallie," I asked, "if I should become a nun?" "A nun!" Hallie almost shrieked. "Ellie Fenwick, what are you thinking of? Why, you would have to cut off all your lovely hair!" "Yes," I said, "one of the sisters there told me that she had hair as long as mine when she was a girl, and yet she doesn't look unhappy now.
We might have been eating india-rubber for all we knew or cared. For Hallie poured forth all the history of the trial, from the time I left the court room, and I would not have stopped her had it been possible to do so. It seemed that the afternoon of the opening day a man who was a waiter at the Poodle Dog was put on the stand. This was the new witness Mr. Dingley had spoken of. He told how Mr.
On the 18th of June the trading brig Hallie Jackson, belonging to W.H. Bordman, of Boston, entered the gulf, and, as soon as the tide permitted, ran into the mouth of the river to discharge her cargo.
Ferguson came up and asked, "Don't you little girls want some ice-cream?" so I forgot to say any more about it. That same season there was another notable occasion, when Hallie led me to the bedroom of her grown-up sister, and exhibited to me with awe-struck pride the dress her sister was to wear to the Sumner Light Guards' ball that night.
I had not been in the city for a year, spending my last vacations at the ranch at Menlo Park; and though I knew from what Hallie had told me, that the city was very different, yet when I got out of the buggy in front of the house the look of the street startled me. For a moment even the house seemed strange. But that was only because the other houses were all about it.
"Well, Hallie, they've been saying it for some time; they will go on saying it probably not only about me but about every other man who won't be dictated to by impractical reformers and pharisaical newspapers. But I must confess that this is rather hard luck!" He held up two of the cuttings.
The man on horseback let Virgie slide down and then dismounted like a flash, coming to her across the little space of lawn with his whole soul in his eyes. With his dear wife caught in his arms he could do nothing but kiss her and hold her as if he would never again let her go. "Hallie," he breathed, "but it's good to see you again. It's good."
"Oh, we're careful, Hallie; we're careful; but I tell 'em not to be too careful!" "Well, of course the aim is to protect girls," Mrs. Bassett replied, conscious of a disconcerting acidity in her aunt's remark. "I'm not afraid of contamination," observed Sylvia. "Of course not that," rejoined Mrs. Bassett hastily.
Information of this movement having reached the Antony House, the river steamer Hallie, with a detachment of Baxter forces, was dispatched up the river to intercept, and succeeded in passing the State House without interference.
"William!" she said, in awful tones. "Yas'm," replied Uncle Billy, feverishly. "What's that?" Uncle Billy immediately became the very picture of innocence and ignorance. He looked everywhere but at the helpless rooster. "What's what?" he asked. "Aw, dat? Why why, dat ain' nothin' 'tall, Miss Hallie. Dat's dat's des a rooster. Yas'm." Mrs.
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