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She is a supervising, regulating kind of a woman, and very strict about well, other people's expenditures; but she was glad that the "hard thoughts" were lifted off from her. "I knew," said Ruth, again, "that we were all good people, and that it must come right." "Don't tell me!" says Miss Trixie, intolerantly. "She couldn't help herself." Leslie Goldthwaite's world of friendship is not a circle.
And it is the half thoughts that are the hard thoughts. "It is very disagreeable," Aunt Roderick used to say. Miss Trixie Spring came over and spent days with us, as of old; and when the house looked sweet and pleasant with the shaded summer light, and was full of the gracious summer freshness, she would look round and shake her head, and say, "It's just as beautiful as it can be.
Martha, from shyness as much as stiffness, sat by in almost complete silence; and though Trixie, the only other member of the family who appeared, was evidently won at once by Mabel's appearance, and did all she could to cover the others' shortcomings, she was not sufficiently at her ease to break the chill; and Mark, angry and ashamed as he was, felt paralysed himself under its influence.
Triffitt's companion was an athletically inclined young woman long walks in the country on summer Sundays had toughened her powers of locomotion and she strode out manfully in response to Triffitt's command to hurry up. "Lucky that you were with me, Trixie!" exclaimed Triffitt. "You make a splendid blind. Supposing he does look round and sees that he's being followed?
"Mother," said Beatrice, kneeling down by her, and putting her arms round her neck, "it is not given to all girls to want a thing with their whole heart. I have always been happy, always filled, always content. Therefore I go away without any special sense of rejoicing. But oh, not unhappily oh, far from that." "You're sure, Trixie you are speaking the whole truth to your own mother?
Go in, Trixie, and help your uncle off with his coat, for there were snorting and puffing signs from the next room, as if their relative were in difficulties; but before Trixie could rise the voice was heard again, 'That's it, Ann, thanky you're called Ann, aren't you? I thought so. Ah, how's the baker, Ann wasn't it the baker I caught down the airy now? wasn't it, hey?
Ashburn muttered something about Trixie being always headstrong and never given to serious things, but even she was a little shaken by the unexpected testimony of her favourite oracle, the 'Horeb. 'Look here, Uncle, said Trixie, returning with the book and laying it down open before him. 'See what the says, and the ; oh, and all of them!
If she grows up cozy and soft and petting and small, why she's Bee, and if she's sharp and saucy, and a bit too independent, as many lasses are in these days, what can suit her better than Trixie?
Trixie, for instance, who had married her artist, and was now comfortably established in a decorative little cottage at Bedford Park, came daily, and as she had the tact to abstain from any obviously unfounded assumption of hopefulness, her presence did him good, and perhaps saved him from breaking down under the prolonged strain.
Alice Bartrum opened her shadowed eyes. "Trixie you can't." "Can't I? I can make the old boy do anything I like." John stiffened. "You can't make me do anything you like, Mrs. Rankin. You'd much better stick to McClane." "What do any of us know about McClane?" "What do you know about me?" You could see how he hated her. "I know you mean business." "Doesn't he?" "Don't ask me what he means."
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