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"Do you think," said Irene, a little anxiously, letting her hand rest a moment upon Stanhope's, "that they will like poor little me? I believe I am more afraid of the aunts than of the uncle. I don't believe they will be as nice as your cousin." "Of course they will like you. Everybody likes you. The aunts are just a little old-fashioned, that is all.
He fretted over public affairs; he suffered from the death of old friends, especially that of John Bright, whom he had held in affectionate regard for a lifetime. Irene was glad to hear this expression of anxiety. For it sometimes seemed to her that Arnold Jacks had little, if any, domestic feeling. She wished they could have travelled further together.
"I will keep it until you are a little more reasonable, and, perhaps, a little more respectful." "Irene," said Mrs. Hardy, sharply, "what way is that to speak to Mr. Conward? You are out of your head, child. Such a scene, Mr. Conward. Such a scene in my house! That cow puncher! I always knew it would come out some time. It is breeding that tells, Mr. Conward.
"The soldier boys have reason to rejoice," said Irene complacently, "for we shall soon be able to provide them with numerous comforts and luxuries all of which they are surely entitled to." So the new enterprise was progressing finely when, one evening, on reaching home from a busy day at the shop, Mary Louise found a letter that greatly pleased her.
The other half shall be handed over to Dicearchus, my agent in Alexandria, because it is my will that Klea and Irene shall not enter my own house or that of Lysias in Corinth as wives, without the dowry that beseems their rank.
'Oh, Curdie! cried Irene, clapping her hands right joyfully,'my king-papa is come. The moment Curdie heard that, he caught her up in his arms, and set off at full speed, crying: 'Come on, mother dear! The king may break his heart before he knows that she is safe. Irene clung round his neck and he ran with her like a deer.
"It isn't for you to say. It's something I can't hold up on." "Yes, I guess you can. If I know what's happened, then what's happened is a thing that nobody is to blame for. And we want you should make the best of it and not the worst. Heigh? It ain't going to help Irene any for you to hurt yourself or anybody else; and I don't want you should take up with any such crazy notion.
His keen scent for the commercial side of family life soon told him that Irene cost her stepmother more than the fifty pounds a year she brought her; it also told him that Mrs. Heron, a woman yet in the prime of life, desired to be married again. The strange ripening beauty of her stepdaughter stood in the way of this desirable consummation. And Soames, in his stealthy tenacity, laid his plans.
She was tired with the numerous duties incident to settling in a new home. Irene was of the opinion that what her mother needed now was rest. As it happened, Mrs. Hardy was at the gate. She greeted Dave cordially enough; it was not possible for Mrs. Hardy to quite forget her conventional training, just as it was not possible for her to quite forget that Dave was a one-time cow puncher.
The Indians could not understand why we were leaving, and stood sorrowfully watching us as far as we could see them there was a heaviness on our spirits that day, as if we knew what was coming. "On the Judah Hill, at Peace River, came the accident. The train went over the bank. When I came to I was in the Irene Hospital there, with little Jim beside me quite unhurt. But I knew I knew.
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