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"Her father, old Charley, left her everything, so she isn't badly off now," says Sir Mark, "but the Nabob was a sell." "I wonder if Portia will like her," says Dulce, meditatively, laying her elbows on the table and letting her chin sink into her palms. "Tell me something about her personally," entreats Portia, turning to her with some show of interest. "What can I tell you?
How much of de long green did youse pungle for it, Mr. Chames?" "I really can't remember," said Jimmy, with a laugh. "I could look up the bill and let you know. Seventy guineas, I fancy." "What's dat guineas? Is dat more dan a pound?" "A shilling more. Why?" Spike resumed his brushing. "What a lot of dude suits youse could get," he observed meditatively, "if youse had dose jools."
He knows all about you too. It's just the very thing for you, Charles, and I'll go with you tomorrow. What do you say, young Joseph?" "Ah!" said Mr. Nüssler meditatively, "it all depends upon circumstances." "Good gracious!" exclaimed Mrs. Nüssler with a look of anxiety on her pretty face. "I'm forgetting everything today.
He filled a clay pipe after the meal and smoked meditatively awhile, then addressed the boy with a queer hesitancy. "Sonny," he began, "since we picked you up, I've been thinkin' every day, more an' more, what I'd give to be back at your age with another chance. Piratin' seemed a fine upstandin' trade to me when I begun, independent an' adventurous too, it seemed.
'Bless him! said Lady Wetherby. 'I'd no idea your Dudley had so much imagination, Claire. He's a perfect bomb-shell. Claire laughed shakily. 'It is odd, though, said Lady Wetherby, meditatively, 'that this man should have said that he knew you, when you don't Claire turned impulsively. 'Polly, I want to tell you something. Promise you won't tell Dudley. I wasn't telling the truth just now.
What are we all doing from morning to night, but setting up our own fancies as the measure of all heaven and earth, and saying, each in his own dialect, Whig, Radical, or Tory, Papist or Protestant, 'When it pleases Heaven to open your eyes you will see as I do'? 'It is a great pity, went on Mrs. Lavington, meditatively, 'to see a young man so benighted and thrown away.
Moreover, judging from the time it took her to read the thing, she had evidently been reported at length. "Good, my dear?" he ventured. "Satisfactory?" "Eh?" Mrs. McCall smiled meditatively. "Oh, yes, excellent. They have used my photograph, too. Not at all badly reproduced." "Splendid!" said Mr. McCall. Mrs. McCall gave a sharp shriek, and the paper fluttered from her hand. "My dear!" said Mr.
Have we tried it? Let us try it." "The weather is warm, dearest." "But just to try it. I always like to satisfy myself in time." "Fusser!" she exclaimed, and ignited the stove. He gazed at it absently, then picked up a cigarette and, taking the telegram from his pocket, folded it into a spill and with it lit the cigarette. "Yes," he said meditatively. "It seems not a bad stove."
Calligan was setting the table Mamie went to her room and Aileen followed her. As she stood before her mirror arranging her hair Aileen looked at her meditatively. "What's the matter with you, Aileen, to-day?" Mamie asked. "You look so " She stopped to give her a second glance. "How do I look?" asked Aileen. "Well, as if you were uncertain or troubled about something.
"Accident," she said indifferently. "Accident!" he repeated, open-eyed. "Ah, well, it doesn't matter," said Hannah, meditatively conveying a spoonful of trifle to her mouth. "I shall be divorced from him to-morrow. Be careful! You nearly broke that plate." David stared at her, open-mouthed. "Going to be divorced from him to-morrow?" "Yes, is there anything odd about it?"
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