hard-to-spare

Updated: August 12, 2026

And whistled so through his shaving that his mouth was rayed with a dark sunburst of beard where the razor had not found surface. They talked of housekeeping, reluctantly, it is true, because Mrs. Plush herself was fitting up, of hard-to-spare evenings, a basinette of pink and white. They even talked of schools. Then came the inevitable time when Mrs. Jett lost interest.

Fannie Hurst - The Vertical City