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There is no need for you to do anything after this but bring up your child and keep your husband's shirt buttons in place." "I won't neglect either," replied Julia quietly; "but Mr. Reeves says there is great need of practitioners in Bel-Air. You know where the reading-room is? There is a little room leading out of it that I could have." "For an office, do you mean? Nonsense," exclaimed Mr.
Such was the Surintendant's position when he issued his invitation to the King, Court, and bel-air for the seventeenth of August, 1661, the fête de Vaux, which fills a paragraph in every history of France. In June, he had entertained the Queen of England in a style which made Mazarin's pageants for the Infanta Queen seem tasteless and old-fashioned.
He is going to put a stop to all our amusements, and, Marquis, this may be the last entertainment you will give at Bel-Air." "Nonsense!" exclaimed the host. "I'd like to see the minister of police who would dare to interfere with the pleasures of a French nobleman. Who and what is he?" "He is from Touraine; is called the Count de Linieres, and is the uncle of the Chevalier Maurice de Vaudrey."
"Winter's coming, you know, Jewel, and Bel-Air Park is a very swell place," said her father. "And perhaps I'll have a sled at Christmas and draw Anna Belle on it," said the child joyously. "Here, dearie, let's see how they fit," and on went the furs over the blue cashmere wrapper, making Anna Belle such a thing of beauty that Jewel gazed at her entranced.
My wardrobe, although it had been replenished by Bohun, in a style which I thought unnecessarily liberal was still far from approaching what, by persons of simple tastes, would be called genteel. As I was now liable to be thrown into the company of the WELL-DRESSED visitors to Bel-Air, it was thought by Mr.
"Dear Anna Belle!" exclaimed the little girl wistfully. "What a good time she would have had if I could have brought her! But you see I needed both my hands to help carry bags; and she understood about it and sent her love. She'll be sitting up waiting for you." Mrs. Evringham cast a look toward Harry and his father. "I'm not sure" she began, "I hardly think we shall go to Bel-Air to-night.
In reply to Graeme's question he shook his head mutely and staggered on past the upper reaches, where the corded roots of the overhanging trees came thrusting through the banks like twisting serpents; past the wells of sweet water that lay dark and still below, and ran over into the road, and trickled away down the sides in little streams; out into the sunshine and the quickening of the breeze; till he dropped exhausted into a chair outside the door of the Bel-Air.
Evringham, with a not very successful attempt to veil his surprise and annoyance. "Why yes. We supposed she would see us off, you know." "Your memory is rather short, it strikes me," returned his father. "You sail at eight A.M., I believe. Did you think I could get in from Bel-Air at that hour?" "No. I thought you would naturally remain in the city over night.
Glory be! her protector was parrying the Marquis' wild thrusts while he himself bided an opening. It came with a suddenness as dramatic as the duel itself. A lunge of the villain had left his own side exposed. De Vaudrey sidestepped and as he did so plunged his rapier between the ribs of the owner of Bel-Air. The mortally stricken de Praille sank back against a marble bench.
"I used to know, absolutely, that father was through with me, and that therefore I was through with Bel-Air; but I'm a new man," the speaker smiled down at his wife and pressed her closer to him, "and I've been telling father why, and how." "Is that what you've been talking about?" "Yes.
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