Vietnam or Thailand ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
Updated: June 24, 2025
"You don't mean," says he, whisperin' husky in my ear, "that you would do anything for such a creature?" "She's on the list, ain't she?" says I. "Ye-e-es," he admits; "but " "Let's ask the lady herself for a few more details, so we can have something definite to go on," says I. "Excuse us, Mrs. Shaw, for this little side debate; but we ain't quite made up our minds about you yet.
I am a simple man. He thought it would scare you away that you would give it up, thinking him dead. I could not stop him. Oh, I had an awful time of it this last month. 'Very well, I said. 'He is all right now. 'Ye-e-es, he muttered, not very convinced apparently. 'Thanks, said I; 'I shall keep my eyes open. 'But quiet eh? he urged, anxiously.
"Ye-e-es," admits Vee; "but I'm sure she hasn't " "She and the Captain are missing," says I. "That's what comes of my gettin' chatty about business affairs. I didn't dream, though, that Auntie was such a plunger." "I can't believe it," says Vee. "There's been some ridiculous mistake. But I can't imagine where she could have gone so early." "Couldn't have had time to pack a trunk, could she?"
Purdy-Pell, though, havin' been raised in the South himself, seems to think that everyone ought to know the traits of all the leadin' fam'lies between the Potomac and the Chattahoochee. "Last time, you know," goes on Purdy-Pell, "it was a Miss Maggie Toots, a restaurant cashier, and a perfectly impossible person. We broke that up, though." "Ye-e-es?" says I.
I have not been thinking of the evening. 'So intent upon your book? 'Ye-e-es, replied Bella, with a drawl of indifference. 'A love story, Miss Wilfer? 'Oh dear no, or I shouldn't be reading it. It's more about money than anything else. 'And does it say that money is better than anything?
Private sec. to the president of Mutual Funding. My desk is beyond Mr. Robert's, in the corner." "Oh, yes," says Adams; "I remember you now. And I suppose I may as well tell you as anyone. For the fact is, I'm about at the end of my string. I must get some money somewhere." "Ye-e-es?" says I, sort of cagey. "Did Bob send any by you? Did he?" suddenly asks Adams. "Some," says I.
"To make my fortune," he gravely assured her. "Mr. Sharpe wants me to go into the Brightlight Electric Company with him." "I can imagine your courteous adroitness in putting the man back in his place," she laughed. "How preposterous! Why, he's utterly impossible!" "Ye-e-es?" questioned Bobby. "But you know, Agnes, this isn't a pink-tea affair.
He thought it would scare you away that you would give it up, thinking him dead. I could not stop him. Oh, I had an awful time of it this last month. 'Very well, I said. 'He is all right now. 'Ye-e-es, he muttered, not very convinced apparently. 'Thanks, said I; 'I shall keep my eyes open. 'But quiet-eh? he urged anxiously.
Then they set out, amid the shouting and cheering of the boys running in front and behind: "Ready?" "Ye-e-es!" The dogs gave an angry jerk forward and the cart went terribly fast and Doorke clutched Horieneke with one hand and with the other warded off the hanging willow-twigs that lashed their faces. The sun had gone down and a red light was glowing in the west, high up in the tender blue.
But why not see Father and tell him about it? Know the old gent, don't you?" "Ye-e-es," says Westy, flushin' a bit. "But he well, he's her father, of course. She can't help that. And it makes no difference at all to me if he isn't really refined not a bit. But but I'd rather not talk to him just now. I I prefer to see Mrs. Ull."
Word Of The Day
Others Looking