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Den Melissa, she up an' well, suh, I merely wishes to say dat f'um now on, so fur ez I is concerned, natchel history is a utter failure." "Sorry, ma'am," said the Pullman conductor, "but there's not a bit of space left in the chair car, nor the sleeper neither." "I'm sorry too," said the young woman in the tan-colored tailor-mades.

"'Tis the grand manager ye are, Miss Wenzel, gettin' satins an' tailor-mades on yer salary. It takes a woman, Minnie Wenzel, to see through a woman's thricks." "Well I'll be dinged!" exploded Jo Haley. "Yuh'd better be!" retorted Birdie Callahan. Minnie Wenzel stood up, her lip caught between her teeth.

She never gestured with an upturned thumb; nor yet made a spy-glass of her cupped hand through which to gaze upon a painting. She had never worn a smock frock in her life. The smartest of smart tailor-mades was none too smart for her. Nothing was too smart for her, who was so exquisitely fine and well-bred a creature.

That was a nice dress the girl had worn on the fourth day out. Tailor-made. He liked tailor-mades. He liked all her dresses. He liked her. Had she liked him? So hard to tell if you don't get a chance of speaking! She was dark. Arthur liked blondes, Arthur was a fool! Good old Arthur! Glad he had made a success! Now, he could marry if he liked!

She likes it better than anything else I have brought back with me even my tailor-mades and thinks it wonderful that I should have acquired it in the time." "Don't you think you could remember a little of your good old American? Doesn't it seem to come back to you?" All the Wicks hate sarcasm, especially from those they love, and I certainly had not outgrown my fondness for Mr.

And he fancied Sheila in her place tailor-mades and evening gowns instead of riding skirts, Paris instead of pony hats, with nothing in particular to do but have a good time and spend money. Make good? Of course she would. She was clean-cut, thoroughbred, smart as a whip. Perhaps she wasn't quite as good-looking as Miss Burnaby; but, after all, that was largely a matter of taste.

Huh! Don't see why I can't roll my own cigarettes. They're ten times cheaper'n tailor-mades. An' I can grow a beard. The amount of money the barbers get out of a fellow in a year would keep a baby." "Just you let your beard grow, Mister Roberts, and I'll get a divorce," Saxon threatened. "You're just too handsome and strong with a smooth face. I love your face too much to have it covered up.

She was wearing tailor-mades, with a trig hat to match, when she opened the door of her entry hall for Mullinix. "Just going out, weren't you?" he asked as they shook hands. "No, just coming in," she said. "I had only just come in when the hall man called me up saying you were downstairs." "I had trouble getting him to send up my name at all," he said with a half smile on his face.

Jack Wetherbourne was of the same comfortable and honest type, and they loved each other in a tailor-made way; one of those tailor-mades of the best tweed, which, cut without distinctive style, is warranted with an occasional visit to the cleaners to last out its wearer; a garment you can always reply on, and be sure of finding ready for use, no matter how long you have kept it hidden in your old oak chest, or your three-ply wardrobe, or whatever kind of cupboard you may have managed to make out of your life.

"Well done, Madge," Dicky whispered mischievously, as, after we had been seated, I let my cloak drop from my shoulders without arising. "You wriggled that off in the most approved manner." "I ought to," I whispered back. "I've watched other women with envious attention during all the lean years, when I wore tailor-mades to mill and to meeting." Dicky squeezed my hand under cover of the cloak.