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Robson: I know not where I could live with more comfort; and where comfort is, my good madam, what signifies the costliness or plainness of the dwelling?" "Well, sir, if you be indeed serious; but I cannot think you are; you are certainly making a joke of me for my boldness in asking you into my poor house." "Upon my honor, I am not, Mrs. Robson.
Robson, do not grieve on my account; I am not in the danger you think; I shall do very well with your assistance." "No, no; I see death in your eyes. Can I feel this hand and see that hectic cheek without beholding your grave, as it were, opening before me?"
Tom Robson put himself in position like an English boxer, drunk as he was, and squared his arms and elbows for the fray. At first he made a few feints at Martin, which were not meant to be serious. But when he had received a few blows which were really painful, he sprang away from the table so as to get more room.
I have an invitation to join a party who are going up to Finland to shoot for a couple of days. It is more likely than not that we shall never have a chance of firing a shot, but it will be an outing for you, and will clear your brain. Do you think you would like it?" "Thank you very much, Mr. Robson, I should like it immensely.
The wick of the candle grew long and black, and fell, and sputtered, and guttered; he sate on, unheeding either it or the pale gray fire that was dying out dead at last. Mrs. Robson was very poorly all night long. Uneasy thoughts seemed to haunt and perplex her brain, and she neither slept nor woke, but was restless and uneasy in her talk and movements.
'The hut was at least clean, said Robson, as he ushered them in; and Mary felt as if it were a great deal more.
We sat with Mr. Stillman, and that had a very good effect, I can tell you. Especially when everybody saw us leave with him. Why, it brought Mrs. Towne to her feet." "Yes, and that's the humiliating part of it." "Well, Claire, when you've lived as long as I have you won't be so uppish about making compromises," flung back Mrs. Robson.
Robson, and her probable distresses, rose before him; and fearful of trusting his pride any further, he pulled his cap over his face, and entered the shop. The man bowed very civilly on his entrance, and requested to be honored with his commands.
So she coaxed and chattered to her child and behaved like a little coward in trying to draw out of the conversation, while at the same time listening attentively. 'As for Sylvia Hepburn as was Sylvia Robson, she knows my mind, said Alice, in grim indignation.
Robson was profuse in compliments and attentions, but continually deferred the statement of affairs that he had promised; and Mary could not bear to accept the help of Mr. Ward, the only person at hand able and willing to assist her. She had at last grown desperate, and, resolved to have something positive to write to Mr.
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