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Updated: June 9, 2025
'We are invited to luncheon on board the Heroic, she announced. 'The officers have signalled to ask Dr. and Mrs. MacGregor to come too, and we have telephoned to say that Marjorie can get ready here, if Mrs. MacGregor will bring her things with her. The young people did not look so pleased as Mrs. Stewart had anticipated. 'How many of us are asked, Mummie? inquired Tricksy.
He obviously did not want her to stay two or three days with him, as she had proposed to do, but, on the other hand, he said over and over again as they waited on the platform for her train, "Mummie, I do love you, mummie. I do love you.
In the words of Ambrose Paré, the great surgeon of five French kings in the sixteenth century, is a full account of the preparation and administration of "mummie," that is, Egyptian mummies, powdered and made into pills and potions, "to such as have falne from high places or have beene otherwise bruised."
"Oh! Mummie, do come and see all the men waiting for their baths," said a little angel this morning, as she pointed at the solemn row of bare-footed men holding on to their towels and sponge-bags and tempers we actually grinned.
'So when mummie and daddie run up to kiss baby good night. I remember once in Russia, Nicky, all the evening clothes we had was our nightgowns, but when you and your little twin brother were two and a half years old, one night I " "Mrs. Turkletaub, did you have twins?" "Did I have twins, Nicky, she asks me. She didn't know you were twins. A red one I had, as red as my black one is black.
It was hurting her pride far more than Gillian knew or could imagine to ask a favour of this man. And he wasn't going to make it easy for her, either that was evident. But she must ask it, nevertheless. For Gillian's sake; for the sake of poor little Coppertop fighting for breath and with no "mummie" at hand to help and comfort him; and for the sake of Lady Arabella, too.
If she had not been preoccupied with the picture rising in her mind she would have felt fear, for the ultimate meaning of those women she had always suspected to be danger.... "Making me think evil of my poor mummie too!" Roger sobbed on. "I thought the reason she didn't come to my meeting this evening was that she was ashamed to see her son professing Jesus.
Why don't you like father? You shouldn't be cross with father because he gave me the boat. He didn't mean no harm." "I think you like your father. You like him better than me." "Not better than you, mummie." "You wouldn't like to have any other father except your own real father?" "How could I have a father that wasn't my own real father?"
So she went on with these murmurs, which she felt the child might detect as insincere at any moment, until the green flag waved. She watched the diminishing train with a criminally light heart. Richard began to jump up and down. "Mummie! Won't it be lovely just us two!" It was lovely. It was iniquitously lovely.
She was soon out of sight, and in less than half an hour Mrs. Lorrimer, Jane Macalister, and every other member of the picnic party, were gathered round the prostrate figure of little Nora. She was more conscious now, and looked eagerly for one face, the solace of all sick children. "Let Mummie hold my hand," she said. Mrs.
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