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His voice was troubled, so was mama's, and sad, and he said something about 'lessening expenses, and the difficulty of getting any ready money, and all that, and I believe in my heart that we ought to help him!"
She is going to marry a title herself, not to let it go out of the family. Have you not heard of the engagement? She is to be a countess, and the property is controlled by her, so now I have an excuse for doing something." "My dear!" Mrs. Thorne took the girl's cold hands in hers. "Do you mean that you are not your father's heiress?" "Only by mama's last will and testament.
"Now, being conscious of employing my time in the most industrious manner possible, you can but faintly conceive the mortification and sorrow with which I read that part of mama's letter. I was so much hurt that I read it to Mr. Allston, and requested he would write to you and give you an account of my spending my time.
'Don't do that, James, you will muss mama's dress. I knew at once where the trouble lay. In a moment she said: 'Don't twist so, my son; and 'Don't make such a noise. Within a few minutes the mother had used 'don't' five times. No wonder when she said, 'Run in the house now, mama will come in a minute, he replied: 'No, I don't want to."
"No; nobody but Jack," said the boy, "and he's going away. Papa's gone I don't know where; and mama's not up yet, so we have had no breakfast." The cook-maid came in to say that Mrs. Ludgate was awake, and sensible now, and would be glad to see Mrs. Allen, if she'd be so good as to walk up.
I think with Edwards decidedly that, on mama's account alone, you should leave a place which is full of the most unpleasant associations to all the family, and retire to some place of quiet to enjoy your old age. "Why not come to Charleston?
"When you left home on your trips I don't know that he grew bolder, but he had more opportunity. I couldn't stay in the house all the time. There were mama's errands and sick people and my Sunday school, and what not. Mr. Chase waylaid me every time I went out. If he works any more I don't know when, unless it's when I'm asleep.
If we iver tackle the Spaniards, there'll be many a mama's baby on board this hooker cryin' for home, swate home." "Hod," a six-footer, who played quarter-back on a famous team not long ago, took out his notebook and made an entry. "I'll spot that fellow and make him eat his words before we get into deep water," he said, quietly.
"You are always with mama.... See, we are just under mama's window now. She may be saying her prayers at this moment.... Tell me, Yniold, she is often with your uncle Pelléas, is she not?" The child's naïve answers inflame his jealousy, confirm his suspicions, though they baffle him. "Do they never tell you to go and play somewhere else?" he asks.
And now a slow hot tear scorched its way down her cheek. If this followed mama's instruction, it bettered it. The tune was scarce out when he springs up and cries with triumph: "I was not mistook. Your silence asks a kiss, child, and James Hamilton was never the man to refuse a woman's challenge. Give me your lips, and more."
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