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She has given orders that the young ladies shall go over to Herrington, and take some refreshments with them it will be a picnic on a small scale. You can excuse yourself from going. I will volunteer to remain with you, and toward sunset, we will walk through the old orchard. Allan will await us there."
Jest take a look at what the bunch over there are doing to you!" Doolittle followed his own taunting suggestion; and George, too, glanced through his window across the crowded street into the shattered window whence issued the Voiceless Speech. In that jagged frame in the raw November air still stood Mrs. Harvey Herrington, turning the giant leaves of her soundless oratory.
But at the expiration of his first blundering sentence Mrs. Herrington, with her flexible little car, was narrowly missing an aged and careless pedestrian fifty yards down the street. "George come in yet?" For the second time Mr. Evans was demanding this of Miss Elizabeth Sheridan who had also ignored his preliminary "Good morning!" Now for a moment more she typed viciously.
Remington, you here!" she cried in amazement as he strode toward her. "What what do you want?" "I want I want " gasped George. But instead of finishing his sentence he elbowed Mrs. Herrington out of the way, shoved past her, and stepped forth in front of the Voiceless Speech.
His lunging progress followed by curses and startled cries of feminine indignation, he at length emerged upon the opposite sidewalk, and, breathless and disheveled, he burst into the headquarters of the Voiceless Speech. Some half-dozen of Mrs. Herrington's assistants cried out at his abrupt entrance. Mrs. Herrington, forward beside the speech, turned quickly about. "Mr.
Herrington, another woman whose mother was of too fine feelings even to join the Delsarte class, the women of this town are being influenced to making disgraceful dis oh, what shall I say, Alys?" Here Mrs. Smith broke in, thumping a soft fist into a soft palm. "It's the most pernicious movement, Mr.
Don't you know about voiceless speeches? It's antiquated to try to run any sort of a campaign without them nowadays." "Perhaps you also know who that female " again George's power of utterance failed him. Betty came closer to the window and peered out. "It's Frances Herrington who is turning the leaves now," she said amiably. "I know her by that ducky toque." "Frances Herrington!
Herrington has to apply formally to Friedrich's Minister at Hanover. Here is a scene Robinson transacts at Vienna, which gives us a curious face-to-face glimpse of her Hungarian Majesty, while Friedrich is in his Camp at Chlum. SCHONBRUNN, 2d AUGUST, 1745, ROBINSON HAS AUDIENCE OF HER HUNGARIAN MAJESTY. And your Majesty's forces all lying there, in mere dead-lock; and we in such need of them!
'Tis writ in the book our paths should cross." "Who more pleased than I?" "Which way are you bound?" "Jenkins' Transfer and Cab Service." "Jump in." "No sooner said than done." Mrs. Herrington threw her clutch and let out a cough of steam. They jerked and leaped forward. From the rear of the car an orange and black pennant Votes for Women stiffened out like a semaphore against the breeze.
But I'm afraid the campaign is whirling already. I will tell you what brought us, my dear. You know of course that Mrs. Harvey Herrington has come out for suffrage thrown in her whole personal weight and, no doubt, her money. I can't understand it with her home, and her husband going into the mire of politics. But that is what she has done.
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