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Maybe some of them had brown ones; but I only remember a maze of golden hair, and pink and blue sashes, and rosy cheeks, and ardent little boys, and the sureness of those little girls their absolute faith in their power to enthrall, and in the perfection of their curls and sashes. I went home before the ice cream. And I love ice cream!" Ella Morrissey's eyes narrowed thoughtfully.
I'm no landscape gardener." That pitying look deepened in Miss Morrissey's eyes. "Have you been out in the evening? The restaurants! The French women! The life!" Sophy Gold caught the pitying look and interpreted it without resentment; but there was perhaps an added acid in her tone when she spoke. "I'm here to buy not to play.
They'll come easier and sound less tired." They made for the lift; but at its very gates: "Hello, little girl!" cried a masculine voice; and a detaining hand was laid on Ella Morrissey's plump shoulder. That lady recognised the voice and the greeting before she turned to face their source.
Within the next few days the $100,000 in bonds were completely dissipated; some were sold to buyers of stolen goods for a percentage of the value, some were lost at the gambling games mostly at Morrissey's, or at Mike Murray's on Broadway, near Spring street, and probably some went Mulberry street way.
The next instant her head lay on Ethel Morrissey's broad breast, her hands were clutching the plump shoulders, her cheek was being patted soothingly by the kind hands. "Now, now what is it, dear? Tell Ethel. Yes; I do know, but tell me, anyway. It'll do you good." And Emma McChesney told her. When she had finished: "You bathe your eyes, Emma, and put on your hat and we'll eat. Oh, yes, you will.
"Third," replied that linguistic person, unimpressed. It turned out to be soothingly quiet and cool in Ella Morrissey's room. She flicked on the light and turned an admiring glance on Sophy Gold. "Is that your usual method?" "I haven't any method," Miss Gold seated herself by the window.
To Tom, who had, as the reader knows, been a witness of the scene we have described, this fearful glimpse of Nannie Morrissey's desolation and misery, under the pelting of the pitiless storm and the angry roar of the I elements, was distressing in the highest degree, and filled his honest heart with compassion for her sufferings.
You know Selby has got his claim allowed, and they say he has had a run, of luck lately at Morrissey's." Laura heard all this in a kind of stupor, looking straight at Harry, without seeing him. Is it possible, she was thinking, that this base wretch, after, all his promises, will take his wife and children and leave me? Is it possible the town is saying all these things about me?
These tubs make me nervous." Sophy, on her way to her room, hesitated, turned, then ran up the stairs to the next floor and knocked gently at Miss Morrissey's door. A moment later that lady's kimonoed figure loomed large in the doorway. "Who is oh, it's you! Well, I was just going to have them drag the Seine for you. Come in!" She went back to the table.
You know Selby has got his claim allowed, and they say he has had a run, of luck lately at Morrissey's." Laura heard all this in a kind of stupor, looking straight at Harry, without seeing him. Is it possible, she was thinking, that this base wretch, after, all his promises, will take his wife and children and leave me? Is it possible the town is saying all these things about me?
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