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It was sometimes pitiable to see him trying to be a gentleman "going in" for "style" to an excess that was ludicrous, cramming his house with expensive furniture like an upholsterer's show-room, drinking his tea out of pure Sevres, with a lofty ignorance of its beauty and value, dressing his wife and daughter like shilling fashion-plates, and having his portrait taken in precisely the same attitude as that assumed by the Duke of Wrigglesbury when his Grace sat to the same photographer!
"The less said about some things the better," she remarked. "Mr. Brian, I'll trouble ye to go into the parlour ye'd best go with him too, Nanny; all the girls are there." "Will ye step up to the show-room?" said Nanny, with a giggle. "Troth," returned Brian, who was now in some measure recovering his self-possession, "I think the best o' the stock is what I'm afther seein' in the shop."
Bry and Mrs. Gormer to Carry Fisher's influence. She had been willing from the first to employ Lily in the show-room: as a displayer of hats, a fashionable beauty might be a valuable asset. But to this suggestion Miss Bart opposed a negative which Gerty emphatically supported, while Mrs.
It happened that an old lord of great family, who was going to marry a young lady of no family in particular, came with the young lady, and the young lady's sister, to witness the ceremony of trying on two nuptial bonnets which had been ordered the day before, and Madame Mantalini announcing the fact, in a shrill treble, through the speaking-pipe, which communicated with the workroom, Miss Knag darted hastily upstairs with a bonnet in each hand, and presented herself in the show-room, in a charming state of palpitation, intended to demonstrate her enthusiasm in the cause.
Hymie stopped short. "I ain't acting, Mawruss," he said. "It's you what's acting. All I want it is you should give me my ring and pin, and I am satisfied to pay you the thousand dollars." They returned to the show-room and once more sat down. "I'll tell you the truth, Hymie," Morris said at last. "I loaned them diamonds to somebody, and that's the way it is." "You loaned 'em to somebody!"
It was expected that all the slaves in the yard for sale would be neatly dressed and clean before being brought into the show-room. It was the foreman's business to see that each one was presentable. Whipping was done at these markets, or trader's yards, all the time. People who lived in the city of Richmond would send their slaves here for punishment.
Kurtz's greeting was warm as Bob strolled into the stately show-room with its high-backed Flemish-oak chairs, its great carved tables, its paneled walls with their antlered decorations. This, it may be said, was not a shop, not a store where clothes were sold, but a studio where men's distinctive garments were draped, and the difference was perfectly apparent on the first of each month.
His painting-room was a large back drawing-room; his show-room a large front one. He occupied a parlour and a bed-room; all the rest of the house was turned to business. Any one would think that people of fashion would visit from remembrance the house where they had spent so many happy hours. Not they. They shun a disagreeable sensation. They have no feeling no poetry. It is shocking.
Schwartz said, in his blunt, decided way, that he would see to the hanging of those pictures. They were carried to the show-room in the rear of the store, and Dennis at once concluded that they were something very fine, designed to fill the spaces he had left, and was most anxious to see them.
"Lillian Russell!" he roared, and banged the show-room door behind him. For the remainder of the day Morris and Abe avoided each other, and it was not until the next morning that Morris ventured to address his partner. "Did you get it any word from Marcus Bramson?" he asked. "I ain't seen nor heard nothing," Abe replied.
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