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Chenoweth, choking in his loftiest flight, came to a full stop, and without disguise buried his face in his handkerchief, Mrs. Tanberry, the apostle of gayety, openly sobbed. Chenoweth, without more ado, carried the flag over to Tappingham Marsh, whom Vanrevel directed to receive it, and Tappingham thanked the donors without many words, because there were not then many at his command. .
"You are so kind to come," said Betty hesitatingly. "I shall try to be very obedient." "Obedient!" Mrs. Tanberry uttered the word with a shriek. "You'll be nothing of the kind. I am the light-mindedest woman in the universe, and anyone who obeyed me would be embroiled in everlasting trouble every second in the day. You'll find that I am the one that needs looking after, my charmer!"
Tanberry is her only close friend, and, naturally, wouldn't be apt to mention that you are dark and I am fair, or to describe us personally, any more than you and I would mention the general appearance of people we both meet about town. But you needn't tell me that it can't last much longer. Some petty, unexpected trifle will turn up, of course. All that I want to know is what you mean to do."
An' if you 'uz a-goin', de good God 'lmighty mus' er kep' you ontel I got hyuh!" "No; I wasn't going." Tom smiled upon her sadly. "I dare say there's a simpler explanation. Don't you suppose that if Nelson was right and Mr. Carewe really did come back, it was because he did not wish his daughter and Mrs. Tanberry to know that that he expected a party of friends, possibly, to join him there later?"
Tanberry. "We want cheer the poor fellows and help them to be gay, and here do you deliberately plan to make them sick at the thought of leaving the place that holds you! Or have you discovered that there's one poor vagabond of the band getting off without having his heart broken, and made up your mind to do it for him tonight?" "Is father to go with us?" asked Betty. It was through Mrs.
Tanberry at the piano, relieving the melancholy which possessed her; but Nelson, pausing in the hail to listen, and exceedingly curious concerning the promised utterance of the Damsel Fair, was to suffer disappointment, as the ballad was broken off abruptly and the songstress closed the piano with a monstrous clatter. Little doubt may be entertained that the noise was designed to disturb Mr.
Why are you not asleep?" "Mrs. Tanberry, I want to know why there was a light in the cupola-room tonight?" "What?" Mrs. Tanberry rolled herself as upright as possible, and sat with blinking eyes. "I want to know what I am sure you know, and what I am sure everybody knows, except me. What were they doing there tonight, and what was the quarrel between Mr.
It's only this: The next young man you suppress, take him off in a corner! Lead him away from the crowd where he won't have to stand and let them look at him afterward. That's all, my dear, and you mustn't mind." "I'm not sorry!" said Miss Betty hotly. "I'm not sorry!" "No, no," said Mrs. Tanberry, soothingly. "It was better this time to do just what you did.
"Dey's cur'ous goin's-on in dat house, suh! De young lady she ain' like herself; all de day long she wanduh up an' down an' roun' about. Miz Tanberry are a mighty guessifying woman, an' de minute I tell her what Nelse see, she s'pec' you a-comin' an' dat de boss mos' pintedly preparin' fo' it!" "Can you make it a little clearer for me, Mamie? I'm afraid I don't understand."
Then she threw the question at him abruptly: "Was it you who came to sing in our garden?" There was a long pause before a profound sigh came tremulously from the darkness, like a sad and tender confession. "Yes." "I thought so!" she exclaimed. "Mrs. Tanberry thought it was someone else; but I knew that it was you." "Yes, you are right," he said, quietly.
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