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Across the wide hall there were groups of boys and girls in the two long double parlors, laughing and talking together, and every couch and settee along the T-shaped hall was occupied, but Marcelle was alone. Whoever had built Hope College had managed to work out some of his dreams of old world beauty. The library was wainscoted in some dull satin finished wood, with the graining of olive wood.
It had been an imposing house in its time but now it was given over to doctors' offices and studios, while a male hair-dresser in the basement transformed the straight locks of fashionable ladies into a wonderful marcelle.
Marcelle Filosseno dedicated a number of charming sonnets to her, in which he compared her with Minerva and Venus. The number of poets who threw themselves at her feet was certainly large, and she doubtless received their flattery with the same satisfied vanity with which a beautiful woman of to-day would accept such offerings.
The sun shines on the commencement of our journey; forward over flowery fields, by hedges alive with song, through ever-verdant forests! Let one horizon succeed another! The day is so lovely, and the night yet so distant! While thus occupied with my newborn happiness, I had risen and joined Marcelle, who had already taken possession of her domestic kingdom.
Ah, Major Okewood!" Nur-el-Din sank into a bergere chair beside her great mirror. "There are too many in this room," she cried, "there is no air! Lazarro, Ramiro, all of you, go outside, my friends!" As Madame's entourage surged out, Strangwise said: "I hear you are leaving the Palaceum, Marcelle!" He spoke so low that Mr. Mackwayte and Barbara, who were talking to Desmond, did not hear.
I will make her the gowns and she will be pleased." Measurements were taken and orders given; and when they were again in the motor, Drusilla asked shyly: "What was that last place, Miss Thornton?" "That is Marcelle, the great dressmaker's place. That was Marcelle herself who came to us." "Was that a dressmaking shop? I didn't see no dresses or fashion books." "No, she doesn't use fashion books.
Marcelle had coloured to the roots of her hair, and stood twisting and untwisting her apron-string. "Ah well! I see you have not thought of that," said the old aunt; "but never mind, we will find some place to put it in after breakfast; you know we are to breakfast together." This was a point Marcelle had not forgotten, and she forthwith led the way to her breakfast-table.
I've had to send them to school; Lucienne has begun to learn the piano and Marcelle has some taste for drawing. . . . By the way, I would have brought them with me, but I feared it would upset them too much. You will excuse me, won't you?" Then she spoke of all the worries which she had had with her husband on account of Salvat's ignominious death.
Kit proclaimed grandiloquently: "A tea in honor of Malcolm Douglas, pioneer founder of Hope College, and grandfather of Marcelle Beaubien." Anne's blue eyes widened in amazement, and her hair-brush was suspended in mid-air. "How did you find out?" she whispered. "Does Marcelle know?" "Of course she knows.
Henri Coppet and his men swung their great axes, and trees began to fall around, and to take unwonted shapes. The ring of Marcelle Dumont's anvil was heard from morn till eve, echoing through the wild-woods; and powerful bands, and nuts, and screws, of varied size and form, were evolved from our bundle of iron bars.
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