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Life held meanings to which she had long been blind. Elizabeth set about the reorganizing of her life with no bitterness toward John, only glad to have found herself, with duty to herself as well as others still possible. Sadie Hansen met Elizabeth at the door with such evident uneasiness that Elizabeth was moved to ask: "Luther's all right, Sadie?" "Yes-s-s!"
Some music?" "So commonplace," he objected, "and the place is too small." "Yes-s-s," she reluctantly agreed. "And you don't want very many people. Just our own especial little group." "It will have to be small," he warned her. "My quarters do not admit of anything very extensive." "Whom shall we have?" Mrs. Hampton began to count on her fingers.
The pompous voice said, "We would gain time, Majesty. Our fear is that Mekin may feel it must avenge a defeat. But if one ship claims to be the sole survivor of our fleet, it announces a Mekinese victory. That is a highly desirable thing!" The king nodded. "Yes-s-s.... We were unwise to survive the battle. We can hide our unwisdom. Captain Bors, I will give you orders presently.
"Ah, yes-s-s!" says she, throwin' open the back doors of the show window. "Zey are great bargains, those. Marked down but las' week. Thees wan m-m-m-m only $68; but wiz ze hat also, $93." And the gasp that gets out of Peyton sounds like openin' an airbrake. "Nine-ty three dollars!" says he. "For a simple little thing like that? Why, that seems to be rather exorbitant!"
The implication that a young lady has no great interest in life but in "the return of the gentlemen," and that, while awaiting them, her pursuits must of necessity be petty and trivial, both amused and provoked Evadne, and she answered with a dry enigmatical, "Yes-s-s." A few steps further on, they overtook that soft-voiced person of "singular views," Mrs.
'But the most wonderful thing about the garden was that everything in it had a wonderful story to tell. 'Yes-s-s s. 'The birds, and bees, and butterflies, even the trees and flowers, each knew a wonderful fairy-tale. 'Oh-h-h-h. 'But of all in the garden the grasshopper knew the most. He had been a great traveller, for he had such long legs. Again a still deeper murmur of breathless interest.
"Likewise our friendship. I'm sorry, but it's got to be done if I can do it. Shall shall we say good-bye, Shirley?" "Yes-s-s!" There was a break in her voice. "Good-bye, Mr Cardigan. I wanted you to know." "Good-bye! Well, that's cutting the mustard," he murmured sotto voce, "and there goes another bright day-dream."
"Certainly, the paper will be run that way." "As easy as rolling off a log," put in McGuire Ellis, with suspicious smoothness. Veltman looked from one to the other. "Yes," he said: and again "Yes-s-s." But the life had gone from his voice. "Anything more?" "Nothing, thank you," answered Hal. "Brains, fire, ambition, energy, skill, everything but balance," said Ellis, as the door closed.
Then since he had hoped to call upon her mother that afternoon, might he not join her and walk up with her, and would she not be leaving her brushes and canvases early, at half-after four, for instance. Yes-s-s, he said four o'clock, did he not? Fate again honored him, she would be at the Plaza then calling on a friend.
"Yes-s-s, sir?" says Mirabelle inquirin', with her best dollar-fifty-quality smile playin' around where the lip-stick has given nature a boost. "Hard gum drops," says I, "or chocolate marshmallows, or most anything in half-pound size. The main idea is a little chat with you." "Naughty, naughty!" says Mirabelle, shaking her head until the jet ear danglers are doing a one-step.
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