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Updated: May 23, 2025
Carnegie had dropped Bessie at Brook in the morning, and young Musgrave was to escort her home in the cool of the evening. His mother and she had spent an hour together since the midday dinner, and now the son of the house had called for her. They sat one on each side of the long oak board which served young Musgrave for a study-table and stood endwise towards the middle lattice.
I may mention that my study-table is placed in the bay of a window, on the ground floor. It is a French window, opening on a terrace.
Dalzell under any obligation whatever to afford you another meeting on the score of to-night's disagreement." "We'll see about that," snapped Jetson, as he passed through the doorway. At that instant the study call sounded. The others hastened away to their quarters. Dan Dalzell stepped over to the handbowl, washing his hands, after which he went to his study-table and began to arrange his books.
His sister-in-law had brought the poor little devil's bonnet and shawl out, flung them upon the study-table. Did Goodenough know anything about the the little person? "I just caught a glimpse of her as we passed in," the Major said, "and begad she was uncommonly nice-looking."
Truth and the necessities of my story oblige me to say a man's face, a man's handsome but preoccupied face, bending night after night over a study-table in the lower room of the great house in our rear.
On the study-table there still remained some pens and some books that were formerly in constant use. Adrienne went away with reddened eyes from these pilgrimages, as it were, to her former happiness. She returned to her carriage and moistened her cambric pocket handkerchief with her warm breath, in order to wipe her eyes so that Sulpice might not see that she had been weeping.
The study-table was wide and long, but it was well covered with a miscellaneous array of its owner's smaller possessions, and the quick-eyed visitor smiled as he caught sight of Nan's new copy of Miss Edgeworth's "Parent's Assistant" lying open and face downward on the top of an instrument case.
But instead of that, he pushed the door to behind me, and locking me in, said, in a strange and hoarsened tone? "Don't call out, don't make any sound or outcry, and above all, don't let any one in; I will fight the flames alone!" and seizing a lamp from the study-table, he dashed from me towards a staircase I could faintly see in the distance.
Mrs. Lindsay took a good long look at the old man. There was no mistaking his grave, honest, sturdy, wrinkled, scholarly face. His voice was assured and sincere in its tones. His decent black coat was just what a scholar's should be, old, not untidy, a little shiny at the elbows with much leaning on his study-table, but neatly bound at the cuffs, where worthy Mrs.
Sweet, fragrance-laden airs tripped stirringly to and fro about the study-table, making gentle confusions, fluttering papers on moral ability, agitating treatises on the great end of creation, mixing up subtile distinctions between amiable instincts and true holiness, and, in short, conducting themselves like very unappreciative and unphilosophical little breezes.
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