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Updated: June 16, 2025
How beautifully those guns covered our retreat! and the first mortar that sent the howling devils flying in air like so many Will-o'the-wisps, who placed that, Wentworth?" "I did," replied the officer, with a quickness that denoted a natural feeling of exultation; "but Bombardier Kitson's was the most effective.
On getting the telegram I crossed over to the house of Mathers, who was a neighbour of mine, and told him the news, and together we drove off to Kitson's to take the first steps in the battle.
Playing with Mary Kitson's mind was as absorbing to Sarah, as chess to an older enthusiast; her discoveries promised her a life full of entertainment, if, with her fellow-mortals, she was able, so easily, "to do things," what a time she would always have.
You can refer to us as witnesses." "I feel a bit of a blackguard," Kelson pleaded. "You look it, anyway," Curtis grinned. "But cheer up it's the clothes. Clothes are responsible for everything!" After a little persuasion Kelson gave in, but he had to make haste as the lady was nearly out of sight. She took a taxi from the stand opposite Kitson's hotel, and Kelson took one, too.
She would speak to no one. After luncheon she found her hat and coat for herself, let herself out of the house, and walked to Mrs. Kitson's, and was shown into the wide, untidy drawing-room, where books and flowers and papers had a lost and strayed air as though a violent wind had blown through the place and disturbed everything. Mrs. Kitson came in. "You, dear?" she said.
And, according to Mr Kitson's view, that the volume of trade is limited by the supply of currency, this volume would then depend on the whims of the House of Commons, half the members of which would probably be innocent of a glimmering of understanding of the enormously important question that they were deciding.
Is this a prospect to pray for? Surely if we want to enjoy "boundless wealth and prosperity" the way to do so is to turn out goods things to eat and wear and enjoy and not to multiply money, thereby merely depreciating its value, on Mr Kitson's own admission.
She was feeling intensely uncomfortable on Pamela's account as well as her father's. Lady Kitson's remarks were not polite to their guest. Lady Kitson sat back in her seat and unfolded a paper, as though to intimate that she had no more to say.
"Why then it will be tough on you," said Kitson, "but tougher on her. Your business is to see that she doesn't love somebody else." "But how?" A look of infinite weariness passed across Kitson's face. He removed his glasses and put them carefully into their case.
"You are not interrupting me," said Kitson, "go on." Beale was frowning down at deserted Piccadilly which Mr. Kitson's palatial suite at the Ritz-Carlton overlooked. "Eh?" he said absently, "oh yes, the gunman a sure enough gunman." He related in a few words his experience of the previous night. "This man Homo," said Kitson, "is he one of the gang?" Beale shook his head. "I don't think so.
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