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"Is it anything to be ashamed of doing up a shirt?" she demanded. "Not doing it up like that! That's a work of art!" "A work of heart I did it for Stefana. I've got quite fond of it now, and shall hate to part with it. It's a friend." "A bosom friend," he parried. Again they laughed and grew more acquainted. Miss Theodosia made tea in her dainty Sevres cups.
He says he knows more tomboys and enormous fat women named 'Grace' and 'Lily, and sweet little mouse-like ladies staggering along under a sonorous 'Jerusha Theodosia' or 'Zenobia Jane'; and that if he should name the boys 'Franz' and 'Felix' after Schubert and Mendelssohn as Marie wants to, they'd as likely as not turn out to be men who hated the sound of music and doted on stocks and dry goods."
"I hate kissing children, for their noses are always wet. How are you getting on, Theodosia?" "I am very well, thank you, Madame," replied the nursemaid. "And how is your ladyship? We have been feeling so anxious about you!" "Yes, I know, you simple soul But who are those other guests?" the old lady continued, turning again to Polina. "For instance, who is that old rascal in the spectacles?"
She was pleasantly aware of her own immaculate daintiness in her crisp white dress. Only Theodosia Baxter would have dreamed of arraying herself in white to unpack and settle. Her friends declared she made a fetich of her white raiment; it was a well-known fact among them that she was extremely "fussy" about its laundering.
It was bad enough to lose the little grandson. Think how you would grieve if your dear little boy should die." "We don't ever think of dying, do we, Dicky?" Evaleen cooed, making mother eyes at her baby. "The world must have seemed a blank to Burr after Theodosia was drowned." "Was she drowned?" questioned Arlington.
Had you in mind Theodosius the First, called the Great, or the second and more famous emperor of the name? Eudosia was a Roman empress, wife of the second Theodosius. She was a poetess." The man of facts glanced significantly toward his own wife, and resumed: "Perhaps you had the name Eudosia vaguely in your memory when you chose the name Theodosia.
There, I've asked you please don't answer till I've counted ten. When we were little, Mother always said for us to; it was safer. One, two, three " she counted rapidly, then swung about facing Miss Theodosia. "You can say 'no, now," she said, with a difficult little smile. Miss Theodosia had been, in a way, counting ten herself.
"Do you need anything?" asked Nekhludoff, feeling the heat issuing from the window as from a steam bath. "I do not need anything. Thank you." "If we could only get some water," said Theodosia. "Yes, some water," repeated Maslova. "I will ask one of the guards," said Nekhludoff. "We will not meet now until we reach Nijhni."
Theodosia stood like one bewitched; a light like the illumination of jewels was in her sapphire eyes; the color surged to her cheek; she lifted up her head on its round, white throat; her lips curved.
Rio is a small Mediterranean; and what was fabled of the entrance to that sea, in Rio is partly made true; for here, at the mouth, stands one of Hercules' Pillars, the Sugar-Loaf Mountain, one thousand feet high, inclining over a little, like the Leaning Tower of Pisa. At its base crouch, like mastiffs, the batteries of Jose and Theodosia; while opposite, you are menaced by a rock-founded fort.
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