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Everybody, with the exception of Dick and me, seemed to be trying to be young again, it was a most melancholy spectacle. For some time I could not understand how Mrs. Leigh-Tompkinson could be a friend of my uncle's, but at last a Miss Bentham, who was always ready to talk, told me that the house-party were having their holidays before they went back to London for the season.
In consideration of beginning a week's study to have it broken off again on Tuesday, and because of the many preparations there were to make for the great day, Mr Clare gave us the two holidays. We had our swim and boat-practice on Monday morning, and then set to work to make arrangements for the next day, every one taking a part with real zest.
Solomon takes that root for granted, only at the close reminding us of its necessity; and, in picturing our ideal woman, I am sure we all see her with Making Plans. Holidays. This is the time to show if school has done you any good.
Anything was better than making Larry suffer, making all the Holidays suffer through him. Oh why hadn't she died, why hadn't she? But in her heart Ruth knew she did not want to die. She wanted to live. She wanted life and love and happiness and Larry Holiday. And then Tony stood on the threshold, smiling friendly encouragement. "Ready, hon? Oh, you look sweet! That blue is lovely for you.
Whether it was his joy in meeting Jennie, or the result of his night's sleep, or his relief at finding that his career was not wrecked, as he had imagined, or all three together, Lord Donal seemed his old self again, and was as bright, witty, and cheerful as a boy home for the holidays.
"An' yer don't drink, nuther," said one whose words and appearance clearly showed that he regarded it as a matter of surprise that any one should not. "'Ceptin' only de Christmas an' when some feller treats," responded Berry. "P'raps he makes it outen de holidays," said a third. "Dar's whar my boss sloshes it on ter me.
A day or two before Christmas, Becky, her husband and her son made ready and went to pass the holidays at the seat of their ancestors at Queen's Crawley. Becky would have liked to leave the little brat behind, and would have done so but for Lady Jane's urgent invitations to the youngster, and the symptoms of revolt and discontent which Rawdon manifested at her neglect of her son.
So they made out the ridiculous figures which somebody had carved upon their desks, and the verses, half-rubbed out, which were scribbled inside: and then they reckoned, on their slates, how many days there were before the Christmas holidays; how many school-days, and how many Sundays.
He'd no business to cut up rough like that." "Fact is," replied Arthur, "Marky's got to draw the line somewhere. He knows he's in a jolly row about that business, you know, and he doesn't want a testimonial for it. I don't blame him. I'll get Daisy to buy the ring in the holidays, and we can have the fellows to a blow-out next term with the money."
She found it a very difficult letter to write, and almost as difficult to drop into the mail-box. She reflected that the holidays were close at hand, and then he would go to Brampton and forget, even as he had forgotten before. And she determined when Wednesday afternoon came around that she would take a long walk in the direction of Brookline.
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