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Updated: June 25, 2025
"Cold cream, paint, powder here, where are you going?" he asked as she started for the door. "I'll be out in a minute; you wait here for me." "Cold cream, paint, powder," she repeated as she closed the door and left David outside. "Cream's all in the cellar." She took a pewter tablespoon from a drawer, opened a latched door in the kitchen and went noiselessly down the steps to the cellar.
"That's good," Hinde said. "You'll be able to get on with your work instead of wasting time writing letters to a girl. Good-night!" "Good-night. Mr. Hinde!" said John, suddenly ceremonious. "Not so much of the Mister. Call me Hinde. I think I'll follow Cream's example and call you Mac!" "Very well, Hinde," said John. "We'll go up to town in the morning together, if you like!"
For beverage, we had the vapid milk of that region, in which, if you let it stand, the water sinks instead of the cream's rising; and the delicious sugar-cane syrup, which we had brought from Florida, and which we drank at all hours.
You've cost me my fore-royal already, says he; 'and if you carry on, you'll have the three sticks out of her. That was old man Green's idea of supporting officers. But you wait a bit; the cream's coming. We made Melbourne right enough, and the old man said: 'Mr. Nares, you and me don't draw together.
If I go to Lancaster and buy me a whole plate of ice-cream it kinda bothers me. I keep wonderin' what Jonas'd think, for he used to say that half a plate of cream's enough for any woman. But mebbe it was to be that I married Jonas instead of Martin Landis. Martin is a good man but all them children my goodness! I guess I got it good alone in my little house long side of Mrs.
He waited impatiently for the performance of The Girl Gets Left, and he had an extraordinary sense of pleasure when he saw Cream's wistful face peering through a window immediately after the curtain went up. The little man was remarkably funny. His look, his voice, his gestures, all compelled laughter from the audience without the audience understanding quite why it was amused.
He set off with high hopes and fine intentions, but when he reached his destination, his arrival seemed to be of very little importance and his small boat seemed to be very small and his cargo of slight value. Almost mechanically he opened Cream's letter. Hinde, having discussed other matters with Chilvers, called to John.
You see that Miss Daisy eats plenty of cream with her strawberries, dear, for cream's fattening; and now good-night." Hannah Martin had never been much of a traveller. It was years since she set her foot inside a railway carriage. She often boasted of her abnormal lack of nerves, but she was also heard to say that accidents by rail were fearful and common, and likely to happen at any moment.
The money derived from Cream's sketch had compensated them for the loss of the money earned by Eleanor; but two pounds per week was insufficient for their needs, and, now that the bank balance was exhausted and they were dependent upon actual earnings, John had less time for creative work.
"I quite understand," John answered. "I see that I'm not fit for this sort of work. I don't seem to be much good at anything!" "What about Cream? He told me he'd done your sketch very successfully!" John passed Cream's letter to him. "Well, you can do that sort of thing all right anyhow," Hinde said when he had read the letter. "Cream re-wrote it," John murmured.
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