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Then running back she brought to Dorothy a long stem of mullen leaves. "What are they for?" asked Dorothy, for she knew the common plant well enough. "To paint our cheeks with, and it doesn't come off! Won't Rosabel be surprised." "But I wouldn't think of putting those sticky leaves to my face," objected Dorothy.
Mullen at your house to-day, Abel?" she asked suddenly, turning her face from the lamp. "Yes, he comes to see Blossom now, but she doesn't appear to care for him. I thought she did once, didn't you?" "Yes, I thought she did, but that was when he was in love with Molly, wasn't it?" For an instant he gazed at the bit of braid, as though his soul were intent upon unravelling the intricate pattern.
"Nobody knows what or who they are. They've only just come here and from goodness knows where. And they live in that little tumble-down house in Mullen Lane, and " "Oh, dear me, Stella!" interrupted Janice, with a sudden laugh. "That list of crimes will never send anybody to jail. You are awfully critical. Amy has awfully pretty manners, and just wonderful hair. She sings and dances well, too.
Now circumstances attending Stella's proposed birthday party caused Janice to become much better acquainted with Amy Carringford. In seeking to do something for Stella, Janice was determined to do something for Amy. The Carringford family had taken up their residence during the winter in Mullen Lane; and it must be confessed that Mullen Lane was not considered an aristocratic part of the town.
We beat down the river that early autumn traded our gold-dust for food, went back to the mouth of the Mullen River, then began our march up mullen river. Always before in my life I had been stepping in the footsteps of some predecessor; but now I was to make tracks where man had never been.
What I say I'll do, I'll do! And I'm deliverin' it, ain't I? Hey? Ain't I? Well, then, what the " And so forth and at length, while Mrs. Calvin collapsed half fainting in an easy-chair, and horrified Welfare Workers covered their ears and longed to cover their noses. The lumber was delivered that day. Its delivery was, from the viewpoint of Messrs. Young and Mullen, a success.
"But I promised Mr. Mullen I wouldn't let anything prevent me," returned Judy, growing sullen. "Archie said he'd be back here without fail, an' I know he's stayed to supper over at the Halloweens'." "Isn't it foolish to wear your best hat out in the rain?" asked Blossom, not without surprise, for her sister-in-law had developed into something of a slattern.
“Why, young feller,” he went on, “that ol’ man shoots gold bullets out o’ a real Patrick Mullen gun.” “A Mullen gun, Pete?” I cried, “how do you know, man; speak for goodness sake!” “I don’t know it’s a Patrick Mullen and guess it tain’t one ’cause a Patrick Mullen rifle would cost a thousand or more.
His vision was enclosed in a circle beyond which he could not penetrate even if he had desire to, and the conspicuous fact within this circle at the moment was that Judy had made a fool of herself that she had actually burst out crying in church when Mr. Mullen had announced his acceptance of a distant call!
Mullen, who regarded him with the active suspicion with which he viewed all living examples of Christian charity, spoke of him condescendingly as a "man of impracticable ideas" a phrase which introduced his index prohibitory of opinions.
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