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"But it is out of my power to stay to look at any thing more now," said Lady Diana; "and yet," whispered she to Miss Burrage, "when one does go out a shopping, one certainly likes to bring home a bargain." "Certainly; but Bristol's not the place for bargains," said Miss Burrage; "you will find nothing tolerable, I assure you, my dear Lady Di., at Bristol."
"I know you like me to speak so much I'll try to say something if you want me to. But I'm afraid there are not enough people; I can't do much with a small audience." "I wish we had brought some of our friends they would have been delighted to come if we had given them a chance," said Mr. Burrage.
The account of the relation of effect to cause is not complete, however, unless I mention that the card bore, furthermore, in the left-hand lower corner, the words: "An Address from Miss Verena Tarrant." Burrage was a member of the fashionable world, and it was with considerable surprise that he found himself in such an element.
Michael took the good fellow's hand, and answered, whilst his lips quivered with grief, "It is it is enough, old friend. Go your ways. Leave me to myself. I have told you a secret keep it whilst it remains one. Oh, what a havoc! What devastation! Go, Burrage go seal your lips do not breathe a syllable go to your work."
Burrage his address, for had it not been contained in the short letter he despatched to Monadnoc Place soon after his return from Boston, in which he thanked Miss Tarrant afresh for the charming hour she had enabled him to spend at Cambridge? She had not answered his letter at the time, but Mrs. Burrage's card was a very good answer.
In short, she had an interval of unexpected rest, during which she kept her eyes mainly on Verena, who sat near Mrs. Burrage, letting herself go, evidently, more completely than Olive. To her, too, music was a delight, and her listening face turned itself to different parts of the room, unconsciously, while her eyes vaguely rested on the bibelots that emerged into the firelight. At moments Mrs.
That would be quite at variance with my attitude of discouragement." "Then she simply sent it herself." "Whom do you mean by 'she'?" "Mrs. Burrage, of course." "I thought that you might mean Verena," said Mrs. Luna casually. "Verena to him? Why in the world ?" And Olive gave the cold glare with which her sister was familiar. "Why in the world not since she knows him?"
E. H. Elwell read a paper on the "British View of the Ashburton Treaty, and the Northeastern Boundary Question;" the Hon. Joseph Williamson on "The Rumored French Invasion of Maine in 1798;" the Rev. Dr. Burrage on "Additional Facts concerning George Waymouth;" Dr. Charles E. Banks on "The Administration of William Gorges from 1636 to 1637."
Burrage was announced; and when Verena afterwards attempted to give some account of his conversation she checked her, said she would rather know nothing about it all with a very solemn mildness; this made her feel very superior, truly noble.
Henry Burrage smiled upon Ransom in a way that was meant to show he remembered having already spoken to him, while the Mississippian said to himself that there was nothing on the face of it to make it strange there should be between these fair, successful young persons some such question of love or marriage as Mrs. Luna had tattled about. Mr.
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