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Gilbert and Charlie were nowhere to be seen. "Little did I think the day would ever come when I'd be glad of the sight of a Sloane," said Priscilla, as they crossed the campus, "but I'd welcome Charlie's goggle eyes almost ecstatically. At least, they'd be familiar eyes." "Oh," sighed Anne.
Ellison had said. "These are the facts. Mrs. Trevelyan has been sent there to be out of the way of this Colonel; and the Colonel immediately comes down and sees her at the Clock House. But when people are very poor they do get driven to do almost anything." Mrs. Merton, not being very wise, had conceived it to be her duty to repeat this to Priscilla; and Mrs.
Some of his books of comfort and spiritual teaching were in their hundred and twentieth thousand. Priscilla received him with every mark of esteem. He had never been to Crome before; she showed him round the house. Mr. Barbecue-Smith was full of admiration. "So quaint, so old-world," he kept repeating. He had a rich, rather unctuous voice. Priscilla praised his latest book.
At once habit impelled Annalise to that which Fritzing's pleadings would never have effected; she scrambled down the ladder, and leaving him still under her window presented herself before her mistress with her usual face of meek respect. "I said tea," said Priscilla very distinctly, looking at her with slightly lifted eyebrows. Annalise curtseyed and disappeared.
When I am moody, and cross, the very sight of him is enough to put me in humour again." "Has he never spoken to Miss Priscilla, ?" "Never, though, of course, she knows, and has done from the very first.
This orphan, Priscilla Fernald, was taken to her aunt in China and became a member of the household of Dom Amaral. It was a strange transplanting for such a flower from the cold coast of Puritan New England to the tropical, Roman Catholic colony in the heart of heathendom. But the flower of so sturdy a stock remained true.
"What did Alec and Alonzo feel like when you came away?" queried Priscilla. "Oh, they still have hope. I told them they'd have to wait till I could make up my mind. They're quite willing to wait. They both worship me, you know. Meanwhile, I intend to have a good time. I expect I shall have heaps of beaux at Redmond. I can't be happy unless I have, you know.
She calmed at once to a calm of frozen horror. "Now, sir," said Fritzing, assuming an air of brisk bravery and guiltlessness, "what can we do for you?" "Light your lamps," said the policeman, laconically. They did; or rather Fritzing did, while Priscilla stood passive. "I too have a niece," said the policeman, watching Fritzing at work; "but I light no lamps for her.
"And do you think do you really think that she that she would be happy with with me?" stammered Lucian, hardly daring to believe Miss Priscilla, whose acquaintance with him seemed too recent to warrant such trust. The wise old woman laughed and nodded. "Ask her yourself, my dear," she said, patting his hand.
Their cooking powers were strictly limited, and they proposed to make up for this by doing for her very completely in other ways; they would scrub, sweep, clean windows, wash, anything and everything they would do. Would they also sew buttons on her uncle's clothes? Priscilla asked anxiously. And they were ready to sew buttons all over Fritzing if buttons would make him happy.
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