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Talking of Phipps's voyage to the North Pole, Dr Johnson observed, that it 'was conjectured that our former navigators have kept too near land, and so have found the sea frozen far north, because the land hinders the free motion of the tide; but, in the wide ocean, where the waves tumble at their full convenience, it is imagined that the frost does not take effect'. Wednesday, 22d September
A smile came to Miss Phipps's lips at the innocent directness of the question, but she grew grave enough the next moment, and her voice sounded both sad and troubled as she replied "You certainly give us a lesson in the way to forgive our enemies, Pixie, and I should be sorry to do anything that would make you `miserable'; but I must think of Lottie's good before our own preferences.
The haughty governor continued in the same strain for a few moments longer, and when he had closed, Phipps's messenger asked that the answer be given in writing. "No," he replied, "I have none to give but by the mouth of my cannon; and let your general learn that this is no way to send a summons to a man like me. Let him do the best on his side, as I am resolved to do on mine."
"Come here, Pixie, please! Stand before me! You have heard what Ellen says! Was it Mademoiselle's room out of which you were coming?" "It was, Miss Phipps!" said Pixie, with a gulp; and a groan of dismay sounded through the room, at which Miss Phipps's eyes sent out a flashing glance. "Silence, please! Leave this to me!
The voices died away to a low murmur and the girl who had been trembling violently, began creeping cautiously toward the opening to reconnoitre when all at once she started back with a little cry of alarm. Before the eyes of the astonished boys there suddenly appeared two men. Mr. Phipps's hat had warned the men of the presence of strangers in their stronghold.
There were always neighbourly visits to be paid and received; and as the months wore on, increasing familiarity with Janet's present self began to efface, even from minds as rigid as Mrs. Phipps's, the unpleasant impressions that had been left by recent years.
Dempster was often 'so strange'. To be sure, there were dreadful stories about the way Dempster used his wife; but in Mrs. Phipps's opinion, it was six of one and half-a-dozen of the other. Mrs. Dempster had never been like other women; she had always a flighty way with her, carrying parcels of snuff to old Mrs. Tooke, and going to drink tea with Mrs.
The mere mention of Madam's name stirred up a whirlwind that snuffed out any love-lights that might have been kindling. She stood with her back to the table, twisting Harold Phipps's card in her fingers, and she looked at Quin suspiciously. "Did grandmother send you up here to see if I was keeping my word?" "She did not. She doesn't know I am here." "Then it's just you who don't trust me?"
Papa Claude stroked her hair and smiled tolerantly. It was natural that his little Eleanor should be capricious and variable and addicted to moods. She was evidently acquiring temperament. Some one tapped at the door, and he sprang to answer it. "I've just been to your room, and the maid said you were in here," said Harold Phipps's voice.
The application of the parable of Cinderella to her case was Mr. Phipps's favorite joke against Bessie Fairfax. "No, but it is on the road. I hear the roll of the wheels and the crack of Raton's whip," said she with a prodigious sigh. "So it is, Phipps that's true! We are going to lose our Bessie," said Mr. Carnegie, drawing her upon his knee as he sat down. "Poor little tomboy! A nice name Mrs.
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