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"Alfred is not old enough to have proved himself entirely, and from what I hear " she paused with the big hearty smile that she always wears when she begins to tease or match-make, and she does them both most of her time. But at whom do you suppose she looked? Not me! Miss Clinton!
It seemed like a desecration even to try to match-make him, and it made me hot with indignation all over. I dug so fiercely at the roots of my phlox with a trowel I had picked up that they groaned so loud I could almost hear them. I felt as if I must operate on something. And it was in this mood that Alfred's letter found me.
It seemed like a desecration even to try to match-make him and it made me hot with indignation all over. I dug so fiercely at the roots of my phlox with a trowel I had picked up that they groaned so loud I could almost hear them. I felt as if I must operate on something. And it was in this mood that Alfred's letter found me.
'If you mean by that, doing anything that can, by hastening her marriage, deprive me of the company of one who is like my own child, you are very much mistaken, Mrs. Goodenough. And pray remember, I am the last person in the world to match-make. Cynthia made Mr Henderson's acquaintance at her uncle's in London. 'Ay!
"Al is not old enough to have proved himself entirely, and from what I hear " she paused with the big hearty smile that she always wears when she begins to tease or match-make, and she does them both most of her time. But at whom do you suppose she looked? Not me! Miss Chester!
"And don't be such a fool, dear, as to imagine there's been anything in it, ever, but the purest friendship and good-heartedness that ever bound three people together! My greatest joy would be to see him married to a woman worthy of him if there is one! And he I suppose will find his reward in marrying Nora to some nice fellow. He begins to match-make for her already."
Blakesly and one of the other teachers. There was a dancing light in Mrs. Blakesly's eyes as she looked at Ware. She had just been saying to her husband: "What a splendid figure Miss Powell is! How well they look together! Wouldn't it be splendid if " "Oh, my dear, you're too bad. Please don't match-make any more to-day. Let Nature attend to these things," Mr.
But he caught me alone for a few moments, and gave me his word of advice. "Think no more about this nonsense for six years," said he. "The women will match-make, you know." I promised, with a laugh, not to anticipate troubles. He smiled at my phrase, but did not dispute its justice.
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