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"We talk a lot about men's work and how they have the best of things in power and freedom, but does it occur to one of us that a man pays for power and freedom? Sometimes I think that not one of the women of our comfortable class would be willing to pay what our men pay for the power and freedom they get." "What do they pay?" asked Mrs. Van Vechten, her lip curling. Mrs.
She was a thin, sallow-faced, proud-looking woman, wholly unlike her brother, whose senior she was by many years. She had seen much of the world, and that she was conscious of her own fancied superiority was perceptible in every movement. She was Mrs. Richard Van Vechten, of Alabama one of the oldest families in the state.
Browning's kindness had filled her with gratitude and determined her to do as she had done. To her Mrs. Van Vechten said nothing, but when she met her brother at the breakfast table, there was an ominous frown upon her face, and the moment they were alone, she gave him her opinion without reserve. But Mr. Browning was firm.
But with Marsh's apparatus spots have been found on a plate. Translated by Carl Van Vechten. On a fair Saturday afternoon in November Penrod's little old dog Duke returned to the ways of his youth and had trouble with a strange cat on the back porch.
Peters nominally held the reins, and aside from superintending her work, built many castles of the future when her protegee would be a full grown woman and her master still young and handsome! One year has passed away since Mrs. Van Vechten departed for the South, and up the locust lined avenue which leads to Riverside, the owner of the place is slowly riding.
From this woman Rosamond received all a mother's care, and though the name of her lost parent was often on her lips, she was beginning to be very happy in her new home, when one day toward the middle of October Mrs. Peters told her that Mr. Browning's only sister, a Mrs. Van Vechten, who lived South, was coming to Riverside, together with her son Ben. The lady Mrs.
How hospitable Americans are, I've fixed up heaps of luncheon engagements for next week Edgar Peopthatch was particularly kind he offered to introduce me to Carl Van Vechten and Sophie Tucker both of whom I've been longing to meet. Such a busy day! Had plays refused by Edgar Selwyn and William Harris, and this book turned down by Scribner's.
Browning, and involuntarily caressing the curly head, he was about to speak, when Rosamond interrupted him, saying, "I won't deceive you, Mr. Browning, and make you think I'm better than I am. I am sorry I acted so to you, but I don't believe I'm sorry about Mrs. Van Vechten. I don't like her, for she always treats me as though I were not near as good as she, and I can't wait on her any more.
"I wait upon your mother," was the quiet answer, which came near wringing from the young man a repetition of the offensive word. But he remembered himself in time, and then continued, "How do you know she's my mother? You are right, though. I'm Ben Van Vechten the veriest dolt in school, they say. But, as an offset, I've got a heart as big as an ox; and now, who are you?
There's no denying Lovelace was a bold, wary, and cunning fellow, and he made the worst use of his qualities. He fixed his quarters in a large swamp, about five miles from the residence of Colonel Van Vechten, at Dovegat, and very cunningly concealed them. "Soon after, the robberies and captures around that neighborhood became frequent.
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