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Sharon Whipple, the Philistine, never quite knew whether pragmatism was approved or condemned by Schilsky, and once he asked the dark-faced young man what it meant. He was told that pragmatism was a method, and felt obliged to pretend that this enlightened him. He felt a reluctant respect for Schilsky, who could make him feel uncomfortable. And there was the colourful, youngish widow, Mrs.
The liquid form of a few drops on gum arabic is hopelessly antiquated." The elevator door opened with a clang, and a well-built, athletic looking man of middle age with an acquired youngish look about his clothes and clean-shaven face stepped out. His face was pale, and his hand shook with emotion that showed that something had unstrung his usually cast-iron nerves.
A youngish looking man, with a straw-coloured beard, was seated before the fire, with a cigarette between his lips. He rose to greet Thénard, was introduced to Adams, and, drawing an old couch a bit from the wall, he bade his guests be seated. The armchair he retained himself. One of the legs was loose, and he was the only man in the Beaujon who had the art of sitting on it without smashing it.
She sent him into the waiting-room, a tall, robust and youngish man, perhaps in his late thirties, and went quietly on her way to her sitting-room, and to her weekly mending. On the other hand, Louis Bassett was feeling more or less uncomfortable.
After this, you will walk behind her, you will cross an arm of the Seine and she will lead you, down a lonely street in the Ile Saint-Louis, to a house which you will enter by yourself. "On the ground-floor of this house, you will find a youngish man with a very pasty complexion. Take off your cloak and then say to him: "'I have come to fetch my clasp.
I've got the pick, from a collector's standpoint though not from a money valuation. I can't tell what it will bring, but enough to put our youngish old friend easy for some time to come. You box it up, as much as she wants to let go, and send it to the Empire Auction Rooms here's the card.
Halfway up the car the French Canadian mother and her brood of children crowded their faces close to the window and thought they were watching the snow. And suddenly the car seemed very empty. The Youngish Girl thought it was her book that had grown so astonishingly devoid of interest. Only the Traveling Salesman seemed to know just exactly what was the matter.
"Can I see the manager?" he inquired of a clerk who came forward. The young man opened a door with a flourish and ushered him into the manager's room. A man rose from a desk, but it was not Hugh Davidson. This was a youngish man, fair haired and clean shaven. Much taken aback, the doctor murmured, "I beg your pardon; I expected to find Mr. Davidson here." "Mr.
To think that she ran up those stairs as a youngish woman that he took them two at a time as an active man, and then that they hobbled and limped down them, old and weary and broken, and now both dead and gone for ever, and the stairs standing, the very rails, the very treads I don't know that I ever felt so strongly what bubbles of the air we are, so fragile, so utterly dissolved when the prick comes.
TOM. Now the wife of the deceased was named Martha." Quite against all intention, the Youngish Girl's laughter rippled out explosively and caught up the latent amusement in the Young Electrician's face. Then, just as unexpectedly, she wilted back a little into her seat. "I don't call that an 'indiscreet letter'!" she protested almost resentfully. "You might call it a knavish letter.
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