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The first dinner in her own home is an era in the life of a young housekeeper. I shall certainly never forget mine. Hempstead, and four other gentlemen to dine with us. "So unexpected so unprepared for?" "Never mind; give them anything you have. They have been living for some days in tents, and anything will taste well to them."
I tried to whistle off the recollection of her; for there was always Something of self-reproach with it. I drove gayly along the road, enjoying the stare of hostlers and stable-boys as I managed my horses knowingly down the steep street of Hempstead; when, just at the skirts of the village, one of the traces of my leader came loose.
He was buried at Hempstead, in Essex, in a vault belonging to his brother Eliat, who was his principal heir, and his remains were followed to the grave by a numerous procession of the body of which he had been so illustrious and munificent a member. In person he was below the middle size, but well proportioned. He had a dark complexion, black hair, and small, lively eyes.
Her life had been so free from tiresome obligations that she had but a small stock of patience to meet them with; and already, after a night at Hanaford, she was pining to get back to the comforts of her own country-house, the soft rut of her daily habits, the funny chatter of her little girl, the long stride of her Irish hunter across the Hempstead plains to everything, in short, that made it conceivably worth while to get up in the morning.
But to get a little needed capital he hired out to a manufacturer of woolen cloth at Hempstead, Long Island, for a dollar and a half a day. A dollar a day was good wages then, but Cooper had inventive skill in working with machinery. He had already invented and patented a machine for mortising the hubs of wagon-wheels. Now he perfected a machine for finishing woolen cloth.
Her pretty shock of fair hair was tied with French ribbon in a fetching bow, and she made a courtesy which would have befitted a little princess. Poor Effie's courtesy was the one feature in which Felicia Hempstead took pride. After making it the child always glanced at her for approval, and her face lighted up with pleasure at the faint smile which her little performance evoked.
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He could not be induced to remain permanently at Mohair because Miss Trevor was at Asquith, but he appropriated a Hempstead cart from the Mohair stables and made the trip sometimes twice in a day. The fact that Mrs. Cooke treated him with unqualified disapproval did not dampen his spirits or lessen the frequency of his visits, nor, indeed, did it seem to create any breach between husband and wife.
If he doesn't I'll exact one when I see him again. Forgive my haste, Miss Halstead?" "Hempstead," corrected the caller crisply. "Don't mention it, Doctor Brown. Good night." The Chesters' guest lingered on the porch before going in to report the failure of her mission.
For example, who could be better equipped to attempt the solution of that knotty question about the Princess von Steinheimer's diamonds?" "By Jove!" cried Hempstead, his eyes glittering with excitement. "That is an inspiration. I imagine that if anyone can unravel the mystery, it is Miss Baxter."
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