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She observed Mr Rowland's somewhat stiff politeness to Hester, and Mr Enderby's equal partition of his attentions between the two sisters. She could see Mrs Grey watching every strawberry and sugar-plum that went down the throats of the little Rowlands, and her care, seconded by Sophia's, that her own children should have an exactly equal portion of the good things.
Here came a sugar-plum from the brook that struck him on the side and buried a couple of ribs in his body.
Those two want to strip him of his fortune and leave him in the lurch you know to whom I refer? He sees the plot; but he hasn't the courage to give up his SUGAR-PLUM for a few days so as to baffle it." Philippe briefly explained his uncle's position.
"I suppose he is looking up his patterns and making out his account," thought Abellino to himself; and meanwhile he began looking about him, wondering in which of the rooms this Philistine kept his little sugar-plum, and whether the girl had heard what he had just been saying.
The Proudfit car was to come for me soon after eight, and at eight I stood waiting at the window of my little living room, saying to myself that if I were to drop from the air to a deserted country road, I should be certain that it was Christmas Eve. You can tell Christmas Eve anywhere, like a sugar-plum, with your eyes shut.
The besieger discharged his sugar-plum, which was so well aimed that it fell directly into the lap of Minthy, who acted with it as if the garrison had been on short rations for some time. He saw at once, on looking up, that there was trouble. "What now, Susan Posey, my dear?" "O Mr. Gridley, I am in such trouble! What shall I do? What shall I do?"
His famous declaration of independence of them that he would rather give them a sugar-plum than his time was essentially a cynicism in the exhausted-Don-Juan mood. Hence, Keats was almost doomed to fall in love with provocation rather than with what the Victorians called "soul." His destiny was not to be a happy lover, but the slave of a "minx." It was not a slavery without dignity, however.
"None, I suppose," I said. "Only, what would you think of a lady who sat down regularly to eat sugar-plums three or four times a day and the last thing before going to bed? and who evidently could not live without them." "But why not take a sugar-plum, or a cigar, as well as other things wine, or fruit, for instance?" said Marshall.
"That's three steins you've had, Blink. And there's no telling what you filled up on those three times you went out." "It's Christmas Eve, kiddo. What kind of a good time do you want for your money? A Christmas tree trimmed in tin angels?" "Do I? You just bet your life I do." "Then let me get it for you, sugar-plum.
"May the Lord prosper you, and I'll do my part as an attraction," Dick replied heartily. "But I choose to be a sugar-plum rather than a chromo, especially if Madeline is going to eat me." "I didn't need any additional inducement, Mrs. Lenox," said Madeline. "Yourselves and all out-doors are surely sufficient. It will be good to get away from the grime. Now what bee have you in your bonnet, Dick?"
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