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Such was Elinor in the eyes of her aunt, but it must not be supposed that this was the general opinion of Uncle Josie's guests; by no means; many remarks were made upon Miss Wyllys's being so decidedly plain; and even her dancing was thought inferior by some of the company to the more laboured graces of Mrs.
So all three plays might be considered successes, and that merry Christmas night a memorable one in the March family; for Demi got an unspoken question answered, Josie's fondest wish was granted, and, thanks to Professor Owlsdark's jest, Mrs Jo made Professor Bhaer's busy life quite a bed of roses by the keeping of her resolution.
Josie's telegram to Mary Louise, announcing the wonderful news that Captain and Mrs. Stephen Waller were found, united and on the eve of departing for Dorfield, was delivered at the Dexter's apartment, received by the little new maid and carefully deposited with the other mail.
Demi's eyes sparkled as Josie held up a paper cocked hat, but as he knew what was probably in it, he took the wind out of Josie's sails, and filled her with blank astonishment by saying carelessly: 'That's nothing; it's only to say whether she will go to the concert with us tomorrow night. You can read it if you like.
"Forced feed lubrication and direct drive on the fourth speed," he continued, like a stage villain offering diamonds to the heroine. "What kind of a string?" "Oh, Virgie, it was all a lie about Josie Felton." "I had it straight from Mrs. Gettridge and she's Josie's aunt and she ought to know, I guess." "Mrs.
She had found some lacy mats which she had washed and ironed hurriedly. The silver and glass were polished to the nth degree. The master looked his approval and actually smiled at the clever maid but Josie's eyes were dull and fishy and on her face nothing was expressed but dense stupidity.
Josie's quick ears caught the distant sound of a motor car coming down the road. Perhaps Kauffman heard it also. He rose from his seat and going to the table unlocked the black satchel, pressed the top open and looked inside it. Still bending over the satchel he placed a cigarette in his mouth, lighted a match and applied the flame to his cigarette.
Danny Dexter and Miss O'Gorman think old Sally Blossom is a peacherino." The man took the letter, which was written on Higgledy-Piggledy paper and in Josie's best handwriting. In it the cleverness of Miss Sally Blossom was lauded to the skies. Josie blushed through her paint as he read it aloud. "To think of my having the nerve to say all that about myself!" flashed through her mind.
A woman with feet like that" she picked up a satin slipper, size 7-1/2 C "hasn't any business on the stage. She ought to travel with a circus. Here, Etta. Hang this away in D, next to the amethyst blue velvet, and be sure and lock the door." McCabe had been right. A waspish wit was Josie's.
Upon my word, I think I've found the fairy out these are so like, she added quickly, as her eye went from the flowers in her hand to others that stood near by, arranged with the same taste. Josie's blush and smile betrayed her before she said, with a look full of girlish adoration and humility: 'I couldn't help it; I admire you so much.
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