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"Now for the day and the labours thereof," he said, grinning at Sam and taking a long drink out of the gin bottle. After breakfast he and Sam took up their stand in front of the barber shop opposite the stairway leading to the shirtwaist factory.

Thorlakson's English being somewhat limited, while the girl had no knowledge whatever of Icelandic. At last she gave it up. "May I have some biscuits or something from the pantry?" she asked, and at the woman's nod she rummaged around among crocks and pans in search of portable edibles. She stuffed a handful of stale doughnuts inside her shirtwaist, together with a lump of cheese. Mrs.

Grouped uncomfortably just outside the circle of light cast through the unshaded window, they gazed silently in upon Chip and the Little Doctor and J.G. Whitmore, and upon one other; a strange lady in a black silk shirtwaist and a gold watch suspended from her neck by a chaste, black silken cord; a strange lady with symmetrical waves in her hair and gray on her temples, and with glasses and an eager way of speaking.

Then Peter led me here, and I remembered it was Saturday. I guessed I'd have a surprise on you, and I thought I'd succeeded. But you don't 'surprise' worth a cent. Say, I'm to remain here till after Monday." Kate slowly rose to her feet. She was clad in a white shirtwaist and old tailored skirt. She made a perfect figure of robust health and vigorous purpose.

For a while Pete sat with them, and Polly Currier from next door came over, too. She looked awfully pretty all in white white shirtwaist and white duck skirt and white canvas oxfords. Presently Pete suggested that Polly go into the parlour with him to look at some college snapshots. Missy wondered why he didn't bring them out to the porch where it was cooler, but she was too polite to ask.

And she was dressed in a white shirtwaist and the same brown skirt, and over a hook, behind her, hung the same brown coat. Yet Joe was shocked. This was not the Sally Heffer of his dreams but rather a refreshing, forceful, dynamic young woman, brimming over with the joy of life.

Cut Loo a piece of bread." "Gussie Flint's mother scalded her leg with the wash-boiler." "Did she? Aw!" Mrs. Hassiebrock came then, limping around, tilting the contents of the steaming pot to a plate. "Sit down, ma; don't bother." Miss Hassiebrock drew up, pinning a fringed napkin that stuck slightly in the unfolding across her shining expanse of shirtwaist. Broke a piece of bread. Dipped.

"That makes thirty for you," exclaimed Mannie enthusiastically, "and twenty I owe to Mabel, and that leaves me ten." Mrs. Vance, no longer occupied in the whirlpool of speculation, for the first time observed that Vera had changed her matronly robe of black lace for a short white skirt and a white shirtwaist. She noted also that there was a change in Vera's face and manner.

Of the businesslike figure in the sailor hat and trim shirtwaist of the Gabriella who had said, "I can manage my life" there remained only an outline. The very feet of the capable woman had changed into the shrinking and timid feet of a lovesick girl. She was afraid to go forward, afraid to move, afraid to breathe lest she break the wonderful spell of the magic.

Then she tilted her desk chair at a comfortable angle and her crossed legs displayed a stocking wrinkled in its usual mosquetaire effect. She was without her jacket but wore a man's starched piqué waistcoat over her white shirtwaist, and from one pocket there dangled a man's watch-fob of braided leather.