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Greenleaf took the flowers, then spoke over her shoulder: "I think Helen wants you upstairs, Porter." Missy had always thought she was like a Roman Matron; now it was upsetting to see the Roman Matron so upset. "Miss Helen's got a terrible headache and is lying down," said old Mrs. Greenleaf, fussing over the flowers. "Oh," said Missy, desperately tongue-tied and ill-at-ease.
With that Si strode on ahead, feeling as cross and uncomfortable internally as he was ill-at-ease externally. He hated above all things to quarrel with Shorty, but the Wabash Valley, that gardenspot of earth, that place where lived his parents, and sister, and Annabel but the subject was too sore to think about.
Being bred to her finger-tips, she was as ill-at-ease as her husband in the jostling democracy of the moment. In the hall Sir Tobias rather huffily had introduced his guests. Tabs had relieved the tension by smiling quietly at Braithwaite, "The General and I have met before." It was an uncomfortable dinner from the moment they sat down.
Behind him walked the Pettifers, Robert ill-at-ease and wishing himself a hundred miles away, Margaret Pettifer boiling for battle. Hazlewood himself dropped into an arm-chair. "I am very glad that you came to-night, Margaret," he said boldly. "You have seen for yourself." "Yes, I have," she replied. "Harold, there have been moments this evening when I could have screamed."
You think ten thousand would be a fair price?" Rupert broke again into his uneasy laugh. "I think it would be an infernal swindle," he said. "I will talk it over with Mr. Murchison," Mordaunt said quietly. "I only wanted to be sure that you were quite willing to sell before doing so." Rupert took a turn up the room. He looked thoroughly ill-at-ease.
However, he advanced. A young, fair woman received him alone in a large, well-lighted room. He paused, disconcerted. Who was that smiling lady? He remembered that Forestier was married, and the thought that the handsome blonde was his friend's wife rendered him awkward and ill-at-ease. He stammered out: "Madame, I am " She held out her hand.
She felt suddenly as if the grimy, restless Children's Room, with its clatter of turbulent little outland voices, were a safe, sunny paradise in comparison. Mr. De Guenther did not speak. He visibly braced himself and was visibly ill-at-ease. "I have told most of the story, Isabel, love," said he at last. "Would you not prefer to tell the rest?
Wasn't such news as this borne by a lawyer with proper ceremony and form, or at least delivered by mail, inside an envelope sealed with red wax? Ruth had known nothing of this three days ago when I called to see her. It could not be true. All the way into Boston on the electric car, I felt self-conscious and ill-at-ease.
He stood so long, holding the letter behind him, and looking out, that Hugh saw that he was wrestling in mind and ill-at-ease. Then he turned, and said very courteously to Hugh, though his voice trembled somewhat, "Know you what is within this letter?" And Hugh said, "Yea, sir." And the Lord Bigod said, "It is a great matter."
Then he turned about half-left to face the three-and-twenty, and stood as it were waiting for their answer, with one hand holding the other wrist behind his back. And they stood shifting feet and looking back at him, extremely ill-at-ease. "What is the specific charge against us?" asked Gooja Singh, for the men began to thrust him forward.
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