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I think it's going to hang beautifully." Ruth dragged herself up the stairs, lagged into the sitting-room, gazed at the dress with a scowl. "What did father say?" she asked. "It's no use trying to do anything with your father." Ruth flung herself in a corner of the sofa. "The only thing I can think of," said her mother, humbly and timidly, "is phone the Sinclairs as I originally set out to do."
"A book of jokes." Marion had developed a taste for satire. "Which reminds me of Lady Halwood and Mrs. Lambert. Lady Halwood was more impertinent than usual the other day at the Sinclairs' show, and had a little fling at Mrs. Lambert. The talk turned on gowns. Lady Halwood was much interested at once. She has a weakness that way.
If you have not discovered that fact before how should you, indeed, in a place like Thrush Hill? you soon will in Montreal. With your face and figure you will make a sensation. There is to be a nephew of the Sinclairs here this winter. He is an American, immensely wealthy, and will be the catch of the season. A word to the wise, etc. Don't get into any foolish entanglement down there.
"Papa could take her with him for a drive to North Sutherland to see the Provosts. Then Sam'd come straight on to the Sinclairs'." "I'll call up your father." "No!" cried Ruth, stamping her foot. "Call up Mr. Provost, and tell him papa's coming. Then you can talk with papa when he gets home to dinner." "But maybe " "If that doesn't work out we can do something else this afternoon."
And so it happened that, ten days or so later, while the three were enjoying the hospitalities of the Sinclairs and "their crowd" in the Quaker City, Herb, who was still in Greenville, waiting for a fresh engagement as guide, was accosted by the driver of the coach from Bangor. "Herb Heal, here's a bully parcel for you," said the Jehu, with a knowing grin. "Came from Boston, I guess.
Since the Sinclairs had left Montreal, the principal playmates of our children had been the Bennetts, who lived in the adjoining street. Mr. One evening, shortly after the arrival of Mr. Hill and his wife, the former drew me aside and asked me if I knew a family in Montreal named Bennett.
She actually brought the Sinclairs to agree to the liberal terms she had promised the young people. The hauteur with which Stanley Sinclair received her at his office the following day, and the explicitness of his statement that he was not anxious for her advice concerning his domestic affairs, proved unavailing before Persis' matter-of-fact bluntness.
What his private feelings are I cannot tell, but outwardly all is serene, the only one besides myself who knows his family history having long since passed away in solitary confinement. A Tale of Two Cities Among the many friends we made during our stay in Montreal, none were so thoroughly beloved by myself and family as the Sinclairs. Mr.
Feather had not returned, but they were not hysterical for that reason. She had probably remained at the house to which she had gone to see the Zepps. After the excitement was over, people like the Sinclairs were rather inclined to restore themselves by making a night of it, so to speak. As "to-morrow" had now arrived, Lord Coombe wished to see her on her return.
I don't suppose my ambition is a very lofty one, but such as it is I mean to hunt it down. Come. Let me put it down in black and white, once for all, and see how it looks: I mean to marry the rich nephew of the Sinclairs. There! It is out, and I feel better. How mercenary and awful it looks written out in cold blood like that.
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