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Girls who're 'on the game' who drink ought to know better, and don't deserve sympathy." Mavis stared at her wide-eyed, striving to recalled where she had heard that expression before, also what it meant. "You sit quiet, dear; you'll be better directly," said the woman. "I've got to wash this stuff off. Beastly nuisance, but, if you don't, it stains the sheets and pillers, as I daresay you know."
"It's this if it's any consolation, she has no intention of forgetting you, and Arthur that's the fellow's name is anxious to make your acquaintance. She says there are men who're not so unresponsive as you are, but Arthur has never been into the North to get frozen." Lisle laughed it was so characteristic of Bella. "Here's something else," Crestwick proceeded; "about Miss Gladwyne.
They're payin' 10 times that in some places." "I tell you, we didn't enlist for the bounty," reiterated Harry. "All the same, you don't want to be robbed o' what's yours. You don't want to be skinned out o' your money by a gang o' snoozers who're gittin' rich off of green boys like you. Where's this Sarjint Klegg and Corpril Elliott that brung you here?" "They've gone to look for the rijimint."
Maynard thoughtfully. "Whom on earth can we marry them to?" asked Mrs. Kingsley. "Most of the older men, the bachelors who're eligible haven't any use for these girls except to play with them. True, these young boys only think of little but dances, car-rides, and sneaking off alone to spoon they get engaged to this girl and that one. But nothing comes of it." "You're wrong.
Well, and if it was yours first, that's nothing to do with it. No; I haven't saved it out of the puddings. But it's always the woman who saves who's despised. It's only your fine-lady wives who're properly thought of. If I was to ruin you, Caudle, then you'd think something of me. "I sha'n't go to sleep.
"How do you know that you who're beyond criticism and perfect?" asked Sherringham: an inquiry to which the answer was forestalled by the girl's rousing herself to make it public that she could recite the "Nights" of Alfred de Musset. "Diable!" said the actress: "that's more than I can! By all means give us a specimen."
He has a way of crushing you with a look." "It's merely a sign that you deserve it," Lisle laughed. "You take too many things for granted in this country. Test another man's assumption of superiority before you agree with it, and you'll sometimes be astonished to find out what it's really founded on. And now we'd better join those people who're singing."
The policeman stood a brief moment longer. Then the foliage rustled again. He was gone. The girl sighed, happily. "Play that thing some more, will you? You're a wiz at it, aren't you?" "I'm pretty good," said Nick, modestly. Then the outrageousness of her conduct struck him afresh. "Say, who're you, anyway?" "My name's Berry short for Bernice.... What's yours, Pan?" "Nick that is Nick."
"Why," answered Boone, energetically, "Heaven knows my heart yearns to rescue all my fellow creaters who're in distress; but more particularly, prehaps, them as I know's desarving; and as I set out for Master Reynolds, and his sweet companion, Ella Barnwell, God bless her! I somehow reckon it's my duty to follow them though I leave the rest o' ye to choose for yourselves.
Grey glanced up at the yellow face of the grandfather's clock and shook his head. "Afraid not, little girl. I've got some work to do in connection with Thursday week. I will drop in about nine o'clock. Who're coming?" "Is it really necessary, this work?" There was a touch of bitterness in Prudence's voice. But the next moment she went on cheerfully.
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