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Updated: May 8, 2025
Brushing away with my mitten the long fringes of frost which hung to my eyelashes, I looked eagerly around for a house, but Gregorie had been quicker than I, and a joyful shout from a point a little farther down the river announced another discovery. I left my dogs to go where they chose, threw away my spiked stick, and started at a run in the direction of the sound.
She told the magistrate it struck her as being a useless nose if it didn't notice anything wrong with her drains. The children came into the House this morning." "What is Tonk's Christian name?" asked Sarah Brown, who had been a changed woman since Mitten Island was mentioned. "I forget. Some flower name, I think. Probably Lily or Ivy.
"She is living in a sort of private charitable institution, somewhere on the outskirts of the district Mitten Island, I fancy. I don't know the exact address, because we have stopped the groceries, she paying no rent now. In the case of Plummett, I thought you might be interested to know that she got a month this morning for assaulting the Sanitary Inspector pulling his nose, I hear.
Phyllis nodded and stared harder at the tiny mitten, and her thoughts raced. For Janet's benefit she voiced them. "The wire screen, first, then Don talking to the caretaker." "When?" Janet interrupted. "The day we went in Taffy's car up to Miss Pringle's. Then I saw him. As we left he went in. Then last Monday, remember, I told you I saw Miss Pringle go in that house?"
"'Some o' you remember my Sam, Mis' Ailing speaks up then, an' she begun windin' up her yarn an' never noticed she was ravellin' out her mitten, 'he was an alderman, she was goin' on, but old Mis' Winslow cuts in on her: "'It don't matter what he was when he was man-grown, s'she. 'Man-grown can get along themselves. It's when they're little bits o' ones, she says.
He had been compelled to read Shakespeare and all that sort of thing at school, but it had left him cold, and since growing to man's estate he had rather handed the race of bards the mitten. He liked Doss Chiderdoss' stuff in the Sporting Times, but beyond that he was not much of a lad for poets.
It was a wonderful, a fairy world we beheld too beautiful to be lifeless, but every face we met reminded us the more that this was the chill beauty of Death of dead Nature. Death was in the sparkling air, in the jewelled trees, in the spotless snow. Take off your mitten, and his hand will grasp yours like a vice; uncover your mouth, and your frozen lips will soon acknowledge his kiss.
Now it had come to be the common talk of the village that young Gifted Hopkins and Susan Posey were getting to be mighty thick with each other, and the prevailing idea was that Clement's visit had reference to that state of affairs. Some said that Susan had given her young man the mitten, meaning thereby that she had signified that his services as a suitor were dispensed with.
She put out a most cordial and warm hand from her fitch muff, and her acquaintance noticed with pleasure the white knitted mitten that protected it from the weather. He had not yet found time to miss the gloves left behind at the club, but the warm little mitten was very comfortable to his fingers.
After Annie Stone had gone out of sight, Maria went around to the front of the little carriage, adjusted the white fur rug carefully, secured a tiny, white mitten on one of the baby's hands, and whispered to the baby alone.
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