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By a miracle of persuasion Upjohn had persuaded him to give ten pounds in advance of royalties. "In advance of royalties, mind you," said Cronshaw to Philip. "Milton only got ten pounds down." Upjohn had promised to write a signed article about them, and he would ask his friends who reviewed to do their best.
"I am afraid so." It was Roger Upjohn who had asked the question; it was Violet who answered. They had withdrawn from a crowd of dancers to a balcony, half-shaded, half open to the moon, a balcony made, it would seem, for just such stolen interviews between waltzes. Now, as it happened, Roger's face was in the shadow, but Violet's in the full light.
It stood beside the graveyard, just around the corner from the village green; and the type of its wooden architecture, which was profoundly early Gothic and was painted of a burnt-umber hue sprinkled with sand to imitate brownstone, indicated that it must have been built in the Upjohn Period, about the middle of the nineteenth century.
'You see how Mr. Jones and Miss Upjohn both believed in you, though I must say things did look black to a suspicious person; that was because they knew your character, and that it was an honest character. If that same tale had been told about a girl who was not straightforward it might have been a different thing.
And everybody looked at once at Mrs. Upjohn, and then back at the graceless Dick, and an awful silence succeeded, broken by Mrs. Upjohn's reaching out her hand and saying in the tone of a Miss Cushman on the stage: "Dick, dear, I'll take another cookie." If Mr.
The doctors declared the epidemic virtually over, and mutually congratulated each other upon the success of their measures. Mr. Hardcastle returned to the sidewalks; Mr. Upjohn brought back Maria; Miss Lydia said death had spared her this once, but next time it would be her turn to go; Mrs.
"How long have they been here?" "Nearly two hours." "What do they come for?" "Habit." "Miss Lydia's asleep." "Habit too." "What shall you do when you are done with that odious stocking?" "Sort crewels for Mrs. Upjohn." "And then?" "Iron out my dress for the party." "Oh, at Mrs. Anthony's? Who'll be there?" "Everybody who has dropped in here this morning." "Who else?"
Halloway's hive, and before long Phebe found herself insensibly drawn in to be one of the workers too, with any amount of business growing upon her hands, and herself, under this new and wise guidance, becoming more and more capable for it every day. "A new broom sweeps clean," remarked Mrs. Upjohn, contemptuously, as she heard of the stir and life in St. Joseph's heretofore-dull little parish.
Webb had reached the culminating point of the Baroness' death, and was drawing tears from the ladies' eyes by the irresistible pathos of his voice, why, Mrs. Upjohn owned in her heart that it was only what might be expected of him, and that she couldn't help that either. So at last the reading came to an end.
This darling of the ball-room in satin and pearls! Mr. Spielhagen glanced at Mr. Cornell, and Mr. Cornell at Mr. Spielhagen, and both at Mr. Upjohn, in very evident distrust. As for Violet, she had eyes only for Mr. Van Broecklyn who stood before her in a surprise equal to that of the others but with more restraint in its expression. She was not disappointed in him.
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