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Thompson and young Ardesley at the Park View. Ardesley is a young cub," explained Alfred, "who spends his time running around with married women while their husbands are away trying to make a living for them." "Shocking!" was the extent of Jimmy's comment, and Alfred resumed reading. "'Dinner and theatre same party. Supper at Wellingford.

We had plenty of family gossip, and news of the neighbourhood to chat over. "So Lady Damer that is to be is coming to the Towers," Maria announced at breakfast, on the authority of a letter she was reading. "Leo is coming here to shoot, isn't he, Regie?" "We expect him every day," said I; "but I never knew he was engaged. Who is it?"

When you leave the kitchens, go down the road and look for it. Tell them to hurry." The groom touched his cap and hastened away. "I wish the carriage would come I wish the carriage would hurry," repeated Lorraine, at intervals. "My father is alone; I am nervous, I don't know why. What are you reading?" "My telegram from the New York Herald," he answered, thoughtfully.

Even the boche watchdog, now thoroughly annoyed, did not convince me. As though reading my doubts, an officer beckoned, and we stepped outside the breastworks and into an intricate cat's-cradle of barbed-wire. It was lashed to heavy stakes and wound around the tree trunks, and, had the officer not led the way, it would have been impossible for me to get either in or out.

The reading of these speeches added much to my limited stock of language, and enabled me to give tongue to many interesting thoughts, which had frequently flashed through my soul, and died away for want of utterance.

Brown's, next door, Charlie, will you, and ask if she can let me have the bread tin I lent her yesterday," said Mrs. Heedman. "Yes, mother, in a minute," answered Charlie, still reading on, and thinking, "There's time enough; I dare say the bread is not ready." After a short time she spoke again, "Come, Charlie, I'm waiting."

'Well, Miss Jane, she should say 'tis the talk that Miss Gillian, when you have thought her reading to the poor girl, has been running down to the works -and 'tis only the ignorance of them that will talk, but they say it is to meet a young man. She says, Mrs.

He could pick out his own sitting-room, and the Queen's, where probably she was now reading the note he had sent to inform her that urgent business called him away.

He needed, said Cochrane as if this order also could be filled a day-length not more than six hours shorter or longer than an Earth-day. Jones and Al conferred and prepared to take some sort of reading without any suitable instrument. Cochrane moved restlessly about. He did not notice Johnny Simms.

"Because you promised to marry me when Peter came home?" "That, and and everything else," she whispered. "Life seemed to have widened out, and grown so beautiful. All the dull, empty hours were filled. Our music, our reading, our companionship, our long walks and talks, our letters to each other all those pleasures which you showed me were at once so harmless and so delightful.