"Very queer," said Mrs. Trevor; "I never thought Mrs. Aylmer had any relations. What sort of girl did you say she was?" "Not exactly handsome, but with a taking face and a good deal of pluck about her and oh, mother, I believe she is starvingly poor, and she has to earn her own living, I made her have a cup to tea and some bread-and-butter to-night, and she ate as if she were famished.

Its face was disfigured and its eyes almost closed. She trembled all over as she put the bottle to its mouth and saw the fiercely hungry clutch of its hands. It was old enough to clutch, and clutch it did, and suck furiously and starvingly even though actually forced to stop once or twice at first to give vent to a thwarted remnant of a scream.

To him the backwoods could be only what Burns called Argyleshire: "A country where savage streams tumble over savage mountains, thinly overspread with savage flocks, which starvingly support as savage inhabitants." When I went south into the mountains I was seeking a Back of Beyond. This for more reasons than one.

"Oh, we are happy!" said Betty. "Mrs. Miles, was your heart ever very starvingly empty?" "Times, maybe," said Mrs. Miles, who had gone, like most of her sex, through a chequered career. "And weren't you glad when it got filled up to the brim again?" "That I was," said Mrs. Miles. "My heart was a bit starved this morning," said Betty; "but it feels full to the brim now. Please, dear, good Mrs.

You don't know what it is to have a mother like mine, and to be starvingly poor." "I am very sorry you are poor, Maggie, and I am very sorry for you with regard to your mother, although I do not think you ought to speak unkindly of her. But your father was a very good man, and you might live up to his memory. I saw you and Merry together to-day. Beware how you try to influence her."

"There are some rooms not far from here where beautiful things are collected pictures and other lovely things of all sorts and descriptions. I think that you, at least, Betty, will love to look at them." Betty afterwards felt, deep down in her heart, that this whole day was a wonderful dream. She was starvingly hungry, to begin with, and enjoyed the excellent lunch that Mrs.

"I believe, when all is collected, that there will be something like a hundred a year for mother and Agnes and Katie and the two little children. Of course I am going to support myself somehow, and you are naturally off our hands." "It's awful," said George; "it's awful to be so starvingly poor as that.