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He gazed from Elaine to Weepy Mary in doubt. The game was up. Weepy Mary dropped a piece of gauze which she had soaked in the solution from the vial which Wu had given her and bolted for the door. So sudden was her flight that no one was quick enough to stop her. She managed to reach the hall and slam the door. Down she rushed to the street, Godowski's assistant after her.
On these trips if he did not take Madame along she would grow furious, then lacrimose and finally submissive with a weepy protest. If he failed to write her daily she grew hysterical. Two winters they spent together in Paris and another at Brussels.
Mary had automatically taken up sobbing, with the release of the cigarette. She looked at the table on which were letter paper, pens and ink. "I may write here?" she asked. "Surely, ma'am," replied Milton, still very much overwhelmed by her sorrow. Weepy Mary sat there, writing and sobbing. In the midst of his sympathy, however, Milton sniffed.
"You always know," she answered, under cover of the talk, which was now going on again. "Tell me," wistfully "do you think He walks in mine?" "I know it. He walks in every garden when He is wanted there." "If ever I felt weepy over seeing people off, it's this minute!" "We feel just as weepy over going, Sally Lunn. But cheer up.
The woman, however, true to her name in the artistic coterie in which she was leader, had sunk into a chair and was sobbing convulsively, as only "Weepy Mary" could. It was so effective that even Milton was visibly moved. He took the card in, excitedly, to Bennett. "There's a woman outside says she is Mrs. Dodge!" he cried.
Now the lion had been very ill, and was not strong enough to go hunting for himself, and when the hare came and told him that a very fat donkey was to be found only a few hundred yards off, tears of disappointment and weakness filled his eyes. "What is the good of telling me that?" he asked, in a weepy voice; "you know I cannot even walk as far as that palm."
"Why, Kent, a fellow's got to go to town and turn himself loose sometimes, when he lives in a rarified atmosphere of refined morality, and listens to Songs Without Words and weepy classics on the violin, and never a thing to make your feet tingle. She doesn't believe in public dances, either. Nor cards. I used to take some interest in those things, and she doesn't seem to see I've changed.
Say, honest now, I'm glad clear down into my boots." She had both his hands again, and he could see that her eyes were moist. She seemed to be an impressionable little thing, hysterical one minute while looking at a bunch of good stills, and sort of weepy the next. But he was beginning to like her, in spite of her funny talk and free ways.
As we steamed away from the landing slip, we passed a barge, loaded to the water's edge with coal. Tommy has a song pat to every occasion. He enjoys, above all things, giving a ludicrous twist to a "weepy" ballad. When we were within hailing distance of the coal barge, he began singing one of this variety, "Keep the Home Fires Burning," to those smutty-faced barge hands.
Well, it means that your father married me when I was only seventeen and this boy is his son your half brother." "No never," cried Elaine vehemently, unable to restrain her disgust. "He never married again. He was too devoted to the memory of my mother." "Weepy Mary" smiled cynically. "Come with me and I will show you the church records and the minister who married us."
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