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There was a thrilling silence. "Then take charge." Slowly the boy received the trust into his soul. "Very good, sir." He slipped the scent-bottle into his pocket. "It's all in there," continued the ghastly voice. "It's a plot, see? to kidnap Nelson. There's a gal in it o coorse. Thinks she can twiddle the A'mighty round her thumb because her face ain't spotty.

"Well, wise or not, we lived in harmony," says Lady Rylton with a sigh and a prolonged sniff at her scent-bottle. "With us it was peace to the end." "Certainly; it was peace at the end," says Mrs. Bethune solemnly.

My lady was convulsed, and clutched at the maid, who comforted her with a scent-bottle. "He has gone!" she sighed. "He has gone." "What the devil! Who the devil?" My lady recovered herself. From somewhere in her voluminous folds she produced a letter. "If it would please you, be patient with me. My unhappy eyes."

Susan flew to the window and threw it open, then flew back and seized one end of the couch. Her aunt comprehended at a glance, and the two carried it with its burden to the window. "Open the door, aunt," cried Susan, as she whipped out her scent-bottle and with her finger wetted the inside of his nostrils with the spirit as the patient lay in the thorough draught.

With a quiet patronising smile, he bent down in quite a lover-like way, and asked Nunaga if the seal-flesh was good. "Yes, it is good; very good," answered the maiden, looking modestly down, and toying with the end of her tail. You see she had no scent-bottle or fan to toy with. To be sure she had gloves thick sealskin mittens but these were not available at the moment.

"It's to give you a certificate for valour, and a drop o brandy on a lump o sugar." A purser's glim lit the cabin, bare save for a solitary print upon the bulk-head. Facing it stood the old Commander, broad as a wall, his hands behind him, and the scent-bottle, unstoppered now, in one of them. Kit recognised the face on the wall at once. It was Nelson's. "That you, Mr. Caryll?" "Yes, sir."

Marseilles quilt. Ruffles all round the piller. Chintz curtings, jest put up, o' purpose for the party, I'll lay ye a dollar. What a nice washbowl!" Here's a bran'-new brush and comb, and here's a scent-bottle. Come here, girls, and fix yourselves in the glass, and scent your pocket-handkerchers." And Mrs.

"His laundress is following him with a change of linen, I suppose, or it's a scent-bottle. He's an admirable representative of the Lombard metropolis!" Corte drawled out the words in prodigious mimicry. "If Milan has nothing better to send than such a fellow, we'll finish without her, and shame the beast that she is. She has been always a treacherous beast!"

I gave him some lavender-water from a scent-bottle on the table. He gravely drenched the handkerchief with it, and popped it suddenly on Lucilla's nose. "Hold him there, Miss. You cannot for the life of you smell Grosse now. Goot! We may go on again." He took a magnifying glass out of his waistcoat pocket, and waited till Lucilla had fairly exhausted herself with laughing.

But she has one thing in the drawer which she can venture to wear to-day, because she can hang it on the chain of dark-brown berries which she has been used to wear on grand days, with a tiny flat scent-bottle at the end of it tucked inside her frock; and she must put on her brown berries her neck would look so unfinished without it.

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