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Updated: May 9, 2025
Dallison held out two-pence for the paper, but it was at the woman that she looked. "Oh, Mrs. Hughs," she said, "we've been expecting you to hem the curtains!" The woman slightly pressed the baby. "I am very sorry, ma'am. I knew I was expected, but I've had such trouble." Cecilia winced. "Oh, really?" "Yes, m'm; it's my husband." "Oh, dear!" Cecilia murmured. "But why didn't you come to us?"
"He's a very good bybie" so the child pronounced it "on'y rather self-willed at times, m'm," said Tottie, going through the athletic feat of lifting her charge. "Just so. True to your woman's nature. Always ready to apologise for the male monster that tyrannises over you. I suppose, now, you'd say that your drunken father was a good man?"
And we didn't know Cap'n Sawyer by his voice nohow. We heard 'im discoursing, and we allowed it was a mighty pert man, but we didn't know that it was him. No, m'm." These three men, so recently from a situation of peril, seemed suddenly to have dropped all thought of it. They stood with sad faces looking at the barn.
There was a "scene," William being pulled away into the four-wheeler by his future wife and mother-in-law from the reluctant hands of our discarded Jane. There were threats of giving her "in charge." "My poor Jane!" said my wife, mincing veal as though she was mincing William. "It's a shame of them. I would think no more of him. He is not worthy of you." "No, m'm," said Jane. "He is weak.
Aunt Catherine helped him, and continued "Hobbs is a careful man he has been with me ten years he doesn't cut flowers recklessly as a rule, but when I saw that basket I said, 'Hobbs, you've been very extravagant. He looked ashamed of himself, but he said, 'I understood they was for Miss Kitty, m'm. She's been used to nice gardens, m'm. Hobbs lived with them in Berkshire before he came to me."
She shuffled off to find brandy, as if she had only thought of it that instant; and she played out the play with the looking-glass and the feather. The feather fluttered to the floor, and Martha ceased bending and peering, and looked at her mistress. "She's gone, m'm, I do believe." The Old Lady sank by the chair, her arms clinging to those rigid knees.
MRS. HAVERTON: Well, but she has, and now the question is, What shall we do to find another cook? Servants are very difficult to get. Oh! Mercy! When one comes to think of it, One cannot blame them. FIDO: Bow! wow! wow! FIDO: Wow! wow! REV. A. HAVERTON: Good dog, there! FIDO: Wow, Wow, wow! FIDO: Wow! wow! FIDO: Bow! wow! wow! Wow, wow! Wow!! WOW!!! MATILDA: Please, m'm, it's only Mrs.
No, indeedee! There was a mighty big swarm of Yanks and a mighty big swarm of our boys, too. What that little passel? No, m'm." She became calm enough to scan them more attentively. They were much begrimed and very dusty. Their grey clothes were tattered. Splashed mud had dried upon them in reddish spots. It appeared, too, that the men had not shaved in many days.
Tilting his chair back until it seemed physically impossible that he could maintain his balance, he went on between puffs of his cigar: "You see, m'm, I'm not the kind of man that's satisfied to go on working all his life for only just enough to keep body and soul together.
Anne was as gay and as happy as Peggy. She was smiling her pretty smile. Peggy was solemnly arrayed in the little frock. The borders of daisies showed like a necklace and bracelets against her white skin. "Well, m'm," said Nanna, "if master did forget, he knew what he was about, at the time, anyhow. It's the very frock for her." "Yes. See, Peggy it's daisies, marguerites.
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