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Bonnie carelessly removed from the pocket of his dress coat a sheaf of papers. "I dare say there are others." "I'd trust you to find 'em!" agreed Mr. Pumpelly. "Now what's your proposition? What does it cost?" "It doesn't cost anything at all! Drop your proceedings and we'll drop ours," answered Bonnie genially.
However be that as it may she and her friends in the block are not inclined to be severe with you if you are disposed to let the matter drop." "Inclined to be severe with me!" ejaculated Mrs. Pumpelly, bristling. "Edna!" cautioned her husband. "Mr. Doon is not responsible." "Exactly.
"That's why Mrs. Pumpelly wants to have her arrested, I fancy!" replied Mr. Wilfred gloomily. "Mrs. Wells has given her the cold shoulder. It's no use; I tried to argue the old girl out of it, but I couldn't. She knows what she wants and she jolly well intends to have it." "I wish you joy of her!" mournfully rejoined the younger Edgerton. "But it's your funeral. I can't help you.
"Tell him he should come right round over here." The summons from his client interrupted Mr. Edgerton in the middle of an expensive dinner at his club and he left it in no good humor. He didn't like being ordered round like a servant the way Mrs. Pumpelly was ordering him. It wasn't dignified. Moreover, a lawyer out of his office was like a snail out of its shell at a distinct disadvantage.
"What do you say, Edgerton?" said Pumpelly, turning to the disgruntled Wilfred and for the first time in years assuming charge of his own domestic affairs. "I should say that it was an excellent compromise!" answered the lawyer soulfully. "There's something in the Bible, isn't there, about pulling the mote out of your own eye before attempting to remove the beam from anybody's else?"
Possibly an education may be the wider and the richer for a large experience of the world; Raphael Pumpelly and Clarence King, at about the same time, were enriching their education by a picturesque intimacy with the manners of the Apaches and Digger Indians. All experience is an arch, to build upon.
"We have strict statutes, and most biting laws." Measure for Measure, Act I, Scene 4. Montaigne. Mrs. Pierpont Pumpelly, lawful spouse of Vice President Pumpelly, of Cuban Crucible, erstwhile of Athens, Ohio, was fully conscious that even if she wasn't the smartest thing on Fifth Avenue, her snappy little car was. It was, as she said, a "perfec' beejew!"
On the Pumpelly stoop the attorney found standing an evil-looking and very shabby person holding a paper in his hand, but he ignored him until the grilled iron cinquecento door swung open, revealing James, the retiring second man. Then, before he could enter, the shabby person pushed past him and asked in a loud, vulgar tone: "Does Edna Pumpelly live here?"
Raphael Pumpelly, assisted by a corps of geologists, and the field of his work is the crystalline schists of the Appalachian region, or eastern portion of the United States, extending from northern New England to Georgia. He will also include in his studies certain paleozoic formations which are immediately connected with the crystalline schists and involved in their orographic structure.
"I can't digest my food with him sitting out there in the hall." Mrs. Pumpelly took control of the situation. "Have the man in, Simmons!" she directed grandly. And thereupon entered Officer Patrick Roony. Politely Officer Roony removed his cap, politely he unbuttoned several yards of blue overcoat and fumbled in the caverns beneath.
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