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"I'm so bothered with other people's business that my head's all through-others. And, Mary O'Neill," she said, looking after me as I passed through the door, "for mercy's sake do brighten up a hit, and don't look as if marrying a husband was like taking a dose of jalap. It isn't as bad as that, anyway." It served me right. I should have known better.

And Adelia Williams is a perfect housekeeper." "You didn't use to think so much of the Williams crowd," said Young Thomas drily. "Oh, some of them don't amount to much," admitted Maria, "but Adelia is all right." Catching sight of an odd look on Young Thomas's face, she added hastily, "Thomas Everett, I believe it's true after all. Now, is it? For mercy's sake don't be so sly.

'But at least a person a living, loving person all lovely itself, and giving loveliness to all things! If I must have an ideal, let it be, for mercy's sake, a realised one. Claude opened his sketch-book. 'We shall get swamped in these metaphysical oceans, my dear dreamer.

Me he never noticed, except when I ate less than usual; then he peered into my face, and said, "What ails you?" We had the benefit of his taciturn presence continually, for he rarely went out; and although he did not interfere with Aunt Mercy's work, he supervised it, weighed and measured every article that was used, and kept the cellar and garden in perfect order.

It would have been impossible to put Mercy in any circumstances, in any situation, out of which, or in spite of which, she would not find joy. But in Stephen circumstance and place might as easily destroy as create happiness. His enjoyment was as far inferior to Mercy's in genuineness and enduringness as is the shallow lake to the quenchless spring.

And she looked full at her husband, as if in perverse enjoyment of the evident annoyance which it caused him. "Alice," he entreated in a low voice, his whole face crimson, "for mercy's sake, don't talk about such things before the servants." Mrs. Oke burst into a high, light, rather hysterical laugh, the laugh of a naughty child. "The servants!

Dreamy and inert and phlegmatic people shiver and huddle, see only the sombreness, and find the winter one long imprisonment in the dark. But to a joyous, brisk, sanguine soul, the clear, crisp, cold air is like wine; and the whiteness and sparkle and shine of the snow are like martial music, a constant excitement and spell. Mercy's soul thrilled within her with new delight and impulse each day.

Martinet asked me if I wouldn't be particular in seeing that dinner was on the table exactly at two o'clock. As soon as he was gone, I went down into the kitchen and said, 'Do, for mercy's sake, Hannah, have dinner ready at the hour to-day. Mr. Martinet particularly desires it. Hannah made no answer. It is one of her disagreeable habits, when you speak to her.

"For mercy's sake don't go and say that you are a Radical at heart too," I cried. "N-n-o. But isn't it rot, the whole business?" "What whole business?" "Ask Mr Fordyce there. He will tell you. I see it in his eye." "What is rot, Robin?" I asked. "Party government?" "Yes," said Robin, quite explosively for him. "It is such a scandalous waste of power and material." He laid down his cigar.

She turned with her weight of peace, lay down, and went to sleep in the presence of her Life. Christina looked also from her window, but her thoughts were not like Mercy's, for her heart was mainly filled, not with love of Ian, but with desire that Ian should love her. She longed to be his queen the woman of all women he had seen.

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