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Updated: May 9, 2025
"I don't s'pose our folks would take so much stock in all these fine promises if there wasn't a Clematis boy secretary of the company. I guess you remember him, Persis. Ware, his name was. Justin Ware." "Yes, I remember him." An abrupt movement on Persis' part had unthreaded her needle.
In her lap was a rope of pearls, which one by one she unthreaded and dropped into the well. Clear and warm the weather was. Without, forests were quickening, branch by branch, as though a green flame smoldered from one bough to another. Violets peeped about the roots of trees, and all the world was young again.
Another form of pin perforation is made by needles which are not hollow and merely prick holes in the paper without removing any of it. This sort of perforation has sometimes been made by a sewing machine with an unthreaded needle. The last form of perforation shown is called lozenge. In this the machine removes small diamond shaped pieces from the paper.
But the style of Thomson is glue and bitumen to the loose and irrecoverable ramble of the Oriental bards. No topic is too remote for their rapid suggestion. The Ghaselle or Kassida is a chapter of proverbs, or proverbs unchaptered, unthreaded beads of all colors, sizes, and values. Yet two topics are sure to return in any and every proximity, the mistress and the name of the poet.
Madama di Thénouris, closely watching, saw that her fingers trembled so that she could scarcely hold her needle. "Tell me," she pursued in her leisurely fashion, after a slight pause, while Ecciva's needle still remained unthreaded, "what method shall we take to discover the identity of this unknown 'illustrissima' this Madama di Niuna?"
"Make them do it. I never will forget the day she marched Beth's boys through the streets and locked them up in her house." Mrs. Tate pointed her needle, which had been unthreaded all the morning, at Mrs. Moon. "Funniest thing I ever saw. Remember it, Beth?" "Remember? I should think I did." Mrs. Moon smiled quietly. "I have long seen the funny side, but it took me long to see it.
When, after a sleepless night, she rose, it was with the maze of disaster still unthreaded. Her usual ingenuity of resource was become impotent. Raging against her own supineness, she was yet forced into ignoble inactivity. Cicily learned that her husband had breakfasted early, and had left the house, without any message to her, or any statement as to when he might return.
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