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She pretended to arrange a cup and saucer in front of her and held daintily in her fingers a pair of imaginary sugar tongs. "Coffee? How many lumps? And do you take cream?" "Five, please and a little cream. There just right." She passed the cup gracefully and added a little moue of concern for the efficiency of her ménage.
"How tiresome and pedantic!" she said, with a shrug of her pretty shoulders and a moue of discontent. "And, oh! how ungallant! You have learnt ugly, English ways, monsieur; for there, I am told, men hold their womenkind in very scant esteem. There!" she added, turning with a mock air of hopelessness towards de Batz, "am I not a most unlucky woman? "Citizen St.
Why are you always in such a hurry to snap a fellow up?" cried Jack irritably. Mollie made a naughty little moue. "I thought it was the other way about! I was most mild and lamb-like, when you snubbed me for my grammar, abused my sex, and accused me of bad temper. It shows how little you know of my beautiful disposition!" Jack flicked the pony again, his face darkened by a frown.
Blanche made a moue, saying poutingly, while feeling that a billet-doux was safe in her pocket: "I was due at the Tottenham's this morning: Cis was coming shopping;" which was a romance of the moment. "Tell John to drive around to Gloucester Square, and you can take her with you." "No, I shall not. What do you want Sir Tilton for? Might be Vanderbilt, the fuss you make over him."
London's good enough for any man to die in." "You are not going to die, Deppy," said his wife consolingly. "Unless you starve to death," she supplemented with an expressive moue. "I daresay you'll find a quantity of tinned meats and vegetables in the storehouse, my lady. You can't starve until the supply gives out. American tinned meats," vouchsafed Mr. Bowles with his best English grimace.
"You mean, sir, that I prevent your becoming a Junius?" cried Charlotte, with an enchanting moue. "Yes, dear. I begin to understand why Swift kept his poor ill-used wife at a respectful distance. She would have made him too happy if he had allowed her to be on the premises.
She glanced aside to the rim of the looking-glass where his photograph was wedged, shuddered, and made a moue of distaste. There was cruelty in those eyes, and brutishness. He was a brute. For a year, now, he had bullied her. Other fellows were afraid to go with her. He warned them off. She had been forced into almost slavery to his attentions.
They haue a kinde of Squirrell that hath growing on the pinion of the shoulder bone a long tuft of haire, much like vnto feathers with a far broader taile than haue any other squirrels, which they moue and shake as they leape from tree to tree, much like vnto a wing. They skise a large space, and seeme for to flie withal, and therefore they cal them Letach Vechshe, that is, the flying squirrels.
The arguments will lose half their force if she learn what a tyro wrote it." "No, no, she will be delighted to know she adores talent. Besides, Mr. Logger told her that the cleverest articles were written by sprightly young men fresh from college. Have you paid your respects to her yet? She told me with a significant little moue that you had condescended to call upon her at Easter."
She made a moue of distaste and raised a hand protestingly. "Don't," he said. "You have no right to recoil from the mention of my love for you. Remember this is a man-talk. From the point of view of the talk, you are a man. The woman in you is only incidental, accidental, and irrelevant. You've got to listen to the bald statement of fact, strange though it is, that I love you."
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