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But as neither Margaret nor Carrie called, Lenora became discouraged, and one day exclaimed, "I should like to know what you are going to do. There is no probability of that proud Mag's calling on me. How I hate her, with her big black eyes and hateful ways!" "Patience, patience," said Mrs. Carter, "I'll manage it; as Mrs.
Frado, as they called one of Mag's children, was a beautiful mulatto, with long, curly black hair, and handsome, roguish eyes, sparkling with an exuberance of spirit almost beyond restraint. Hearing her name mentioned, she looked up from her play, to see what Seth had to say of her. "Wouldn't the Bellmonts take her?" asked Seth. "Bellmonts?" shouted Mag. "His wife is a right she-devil! and if "
A minute after he had left the kitchen two of the red devils broke in the door, Mrs. Godfrey, with Charlie holding on to her skirt, had taken up a position in front of Old Mag, as the charging enemy came toward her, she fired. There was a yell, as of death. Captain Godfrey had placed the other musket in Old Mag's lap, Mrs.
As Paul Guidon related his mother's story his face was bathed in tears. Mrs. Godfrey attentively listened, and at the same time carefully watched every feature of old Mag's face. When Paul had finished his mother's story, Margaret Godfrey gently raised old Mag's head, and bending over it said, "Poor old Mag this is indeed you."
The fact is that Toole knew something of Miss Mag's plans, as he did of most of the neighbours' beside. Old Slowe was, in certain preponderating respects, much to be preferred to the stalworth fireworker, Mr. Lieutenant O'Flaherty. And the two gentlemen were upon her list. Two strings to a bow is a time-honoured provision. Cupid often goes so furnished.
It's Mag's birthday, and I want thirty cents to git her a present." Here was no interpreter of the city's mouthpiece. I bought a paper, and consigned its undeclared treaties, its premeditated murders and unfought battles to an ash can. Again I repaired to the park and sat in the moon shade. I thought and thought, and wondered why none could tell me what I asked for.
"If it's no' ower muckle to ask ye," he said, "I would like ye for a witness." "A witness? But for what do you need a witness, Gavin?" "I want ye," he said, "to come wi' me to Mag's, and be a witness." Gavin and Mag Birse had been engaged for a year or more. Dishart, the Auld Licht minister, accepted a call to another church.
But I'd like to lay that Marg'ret Llewellen across my knee, for her capers." "And I didn't think she cared for dolls," murmured Nan. But it was young Bob who betrayed the mysterious reason for his sister's act. "Huh!" he said, with a boy's disgust for such things. "Mag's crazy about pretty faces, if they're smooth, an' pink.
His manner was sullenly defiant, as if the warmly dressed stranger had in some way revealed herself as his enemy. "Don't you know me, Bobby?" "Not with yer face covered up like that, I don't." She laughed nervously and raised her veil. "Huh, it's you, is it? Funny Mag's been a-talkin' about her princess lady all afternoon. What yer doin' here?"
"People often ask for music, and it is more convenient to have it there than to come across the hall and through the sitting-room." Mr. Hamilton said nothing, but he secretly wished Mag's rights had not been invaded quite so soon. His wife must have guessed as much; for, laying her hand on his, she, with the utmost deference, offered to undo all she had done, if it did not please him.
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