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Updated: June 8, 2025
And then I make good resolutions; but the first nice-looking mannie who comes my way knocks them all out of my head. Isn't college life magnificent? It's so funny to think I hated it that first day. But if I hadn't I might never got really acquainted with you. Anne, please tell me over again that you like me a little bit. I yearn to hear it."
"I am trysted with your cousin Charlie; I have passed my word." "Braw trysts that you'll can keep," said Alan. "Ye'll just mistryst aince and for a' with the gentry in the bents. And what for?" he went on with an extreme threatening gravity. "Just tell me that, my mannie! Are ye to be speerited away like Lady Grange? Are they to drive a dirk in your inside and bury ye in the bents?
"That's all right," he said. "Sure, it's all right," said the District Attorney. From the hall there was the sound of light, quick steps, and Mannie, happy to escape from a situation he did not understand, ran to the door. "She's coming," he said. He opened the door and, as Vera entered, he slipped past her and closed it behind him.
"Ye maun hae a backbone if ye're to be an obsairver, ma mannie," said Tam, "an' noo for yeer bonnie face Horace, will ye pass me the plaister o' Paris an' A'll gi' ye an eemitation o' Michael Angy-low, the celebrated face-maker."
And I confess that I trembled, but not so the little maid. "Do not be afraid, mannie," she said, laying down the axe on the stock of the couch, against which its broad red blade and glass-clear cutting edge made an irregular patch of light. "Come and sit down beside me on your bed. I shall not hurt you indeed, mannie, and I want to talk to you. There is nothing but a little boy down-stairs.
Domsie tasted it visibly, and read it again in the shadow of the firs at meal-time, slapping his leg twice. "He'll dae! he'll dae!" cried Domsie aloud, ladling in the snuff. "George, ma mannie, tell yir father that I am comin' up to Whinnie Knowe the nicht on a bit o' business."
"If you want your hand read," he added, pointing, "you sit over there." As Winthrop approached the centre table, Mannie backed against the piano. The presence of the District Attorney at such short range aroused in him many emotions. Alternately he was torn with alarm, with admiration, with curiosity. He regarded him apprehensively, with a nervous and unhappy smile.
Thereafter she called him Mannie, and during business hours she flashed upon him those same black eyes with results disastrous to the shipping end of Potash & Perlmutter's business.
With unexpected determination of character Mabel declared sharply that she would do nothing of the sort. "Two, then?" entreated the boy. "Where," demanded Mabel unfeelingly, "is the twenty you owe me now?" The abruptness of this unsportsmanlike blow below the belt caused Mannie to wince. "How do I know where it is?" he protested. "As long as you haven't got it, why do you care where it is?"
There was an eloquence to that waiting, laid-out table, the print of the family already gathered about it; the dynastic high chair, throne of each succeeding Kantor; an armchair drawn up before the paternal mustache-cup; the ordinary kitchen chair of Mannie Kantor, who spilled things, an oilcloth sort of bib dangling from its back; the little chair of Leon Kantor, cushioned in an old family album that raised his chin above the table.
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