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Updated: May 10, 2025
In half an hour Jenny returned with Mr. Redmayne's tea. "Assunta has just come back. She has seen nothing more of of Uncle Robert." For a time Albert said nothing. He drank, and ate a large macaroon biscuit. Then he told his niece the plans he was prepared to follow.
Superb châtelaines, who during the loneliness of the Crusades raised into highest favor your chaplains and your pages, you never could share with them the charms of the biscuit and the delights of the macaroon. How I pity you!
He began to wear his Frat pin on his undershirt, and he had no time to frivol away on the fluffy Gender, because he expected to be sitting in the Directors' Room in a couple of years, talking it over with Henry C. Frick. So he waved aside the Square Envelopes and allowed himself to be billed all over the Macaroon Circuit as a Woman-Hater.
In saying this, I pull'd out a paper of 'em, which I had just purchased, and gave him one and at this moment that I am telling it, my heart smites me, that there was more of pleasantry in the conceit, of seeing how an ass would eat a macaroon than of benevolence in giving him one, which presided in the act.
Her fingers closed on it sharply, almost with a snatch. In truth, the touch of metal was so intolerable to the burnt flesh that, but for clutching it so, she must have dropped the coin. Still with bowed head she passed quietly from the room. Master Dicky munched his macaroon and sipped his cordial.
Another was in Pee-wee's lap and our hero was armed with a deadly spoon. "I know who you are," he said, as he annihilated a cocoanut macaroon. "You're the feller I saw this morning. Didn't I tell you if you got to be a scout you'd have all you want to eat? Now you see!" Keekie Joe did see but he was too astounded to speak.
Hosking her white mob cap and apron clean as ever offered him a macaroon for luck, and weighed out the sweets. Her hand shook more than of old. "You don't remember me, Mrs. Hosking?" "What is it you say? You must speak a little louder, please, I'm deaf." "You don't remember me?" "No, I don't," she said composedly. "I'm gone terrible blind this last year or two."
When the ass had eaten his macaroon, I press'd him to come in the poor beast was heavy loaded his legs seem'd to tremble under him he hung rather backwards, and as I pull'd at his halter, it broke short in my hand he look'd up pensive in my face 'Don't thrash me with it but if you will, you may' If I do, said I, I'll be d....d.
Fisher was pouring out the tea, and Mrs. Arbuthnot was offering Mrs. Fisher macaroons. Every time Mrs. Fisher offered Mrs. Arbuthnot anything her cup, or milk, or sugar Mrs. Arbuthnot offered her macaroons pressed them on her with an odd assiduousness, almost with obstinacy. Was it a game? Scrap wondered, sitting down and seizing a macaroon. "Where is Mrs. Wilkins?" asked Scrap.
"It's dashed annoying," said Frank, "having to sit here and watch them escape, just as we had them cornered too." The inside of his lip hurt him a good deal while he ate. He wanted to grumble about something; but the fear of being compared to Sylvia Courtney kept him silent about the broken glass. Priscilla took another macaroon.
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