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If not, I don't as a rule take it in." "He's a great comfort that way," remarked momma to Mrs. Malt. "Oh, I don't frequent them myself," said Mr. Malt defensively. "Talking of improprieties," remarked Miss Callis, "have you seen the New Salon?" There was something very unexpected about Miss Callis; momma complained of it. Her remarks were never polished by reflection.
"It's fourteen feet," cried the Senator from a safe distance, "out of the perpendicular!" and left us to take the consequences. When momma reported to me Mrs. Portheris's proposition that we should make the rest of our Continental trip as one undivided party, I found it difficult to understand. "These sudden changes of temperature," I remarked, "are trying to the constitution.
Kenton had not ceased to feel quelled whenever her younger daughter called her mother instead of momma, and Ellen seemed not really to care. She submitted the matter to Breckon, who said, "Oh yes, if Lottie wishes," and he laughed when Ellen confessed, "Well, I said we would."
The gentleman's outfitter suddenly turned his back, and stood thus for an instant struggling with something like a spasm. Knowing that if there's one thing in the world momma hates it's the exhibition of poppa's sense of humour, I walked to the door. When I came back they were measuring the Senator. "Will you have the American shoulder, sir? Most of our customers prefer it." "Well, no.
That was a man who played second fiddle to his wife, and enjoyed it, all his life long; and there he sits in Hyde Park to-day, I understand, still receiving the respectful homage of the nation the only case on record." "Westminster Abbey would be much better for you," said momma. "Don't you think," I put in, "that if momma is to get any sleep " "Certainly.
"They mean something to me those brutes. I guess I kind of centered my heart on 'em out here alone. I raised 'em up, from puppies, all but Berg and the mother. They were the cutest little fellows. I remember when Wreck got porcupine quills in his nose and came to me and lay on his back and whined to me. It was as if he said, 'Help me, momma. Sure it was. And he pretty near died. Oh, damn!
The tears ran silently down Ellen's cheeks, and her lips twitched a little between these words and the next; she spoke as if it were still of her father, but her mother understood. "If he ever does say so, don't you speak a word to me, momma; and don't you let poppa." "No; indeed I won't," her mother promised. "Have we ever interfered, Ellen? Have we ever tried to control you?"
"Since a quarter of an hour only," replied the Count, with a difficult smile, "but now that I see you it is forgotten all." "That's very nice of you," I said. "I assure you momma was quite worked up about keeping you waiting. It's rather trying to the American temperament to be obliged to order a hurried luncheon from the market-gardener." "So! In America you have him not the market garden?
"Momma," she said, "I have got to leave these roses in here, whether Ellen likes it or not. Boyne won't have them in his room, because he says the man that's with him would have a right to object; and this is half my room, anyway." Mrs. Kenton frowned and shook her head, but Ellen answered from under the sheet, "I don't mind the roses, Lottie. I wish you'd stay with me a little while."
"But if I find you've been deceiving me, Alexander, I'll never forgive you. It's too solemn!" "You ask Bramley," I heard the Senator reply. "And now come and tell me if this loaf of bread somebody baked eighteen hundred and twenty something years ago isn't exactly the same shape as the Naples bakers are selling right now." "Daughter," said momma as she went, "I hope you are taking copious notes.
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