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Prince, but don't talk about it," he answered me with a laugh and a shake. "And, say, let's get to work, because at about four o'clock I'll have something that'll give you a start." "Oh, but, my Buzz, at four o'clock I must go for tea to the home of beautiful Madam Whitworth." "Whe-ee-uh!" whistled my Buzz as he looked at me from the top of my head to the toe of my shoe.
Hillyard went away with Joan Whitworth and mounted beside her into a little two-seated car which she had been accustomed to drive in her unregenerate days. She had not forgotten her skill, and she sent the little car spinning up and down the road into the hills. It was an afternoon of blue and gold, with the larks singing out of sight in the sky.
And I thereupon received a kiss upon my lips from the curled flower which was the mouth of that beautiful Madam Whitworth. "Is it that the stupid Gouverneur Faulkner must very soon sign that paper that sends the many strong mules to carry food to the soldiers of France fighting in the trenches?" I asked of her as I made her comfortable in the hollow of my arm.
Indeed it may be said that what Oxford and Cambridge are in letters, workshops such as Maudslay's and Penn's are in mechanics. Nor can Oxford and Cambridge men be prouder of the connection with their respective colleges than mechanics such as Whitworth, Nasmyth, Roberts, Muir, and Lewis, are of their connection with the school of Maudslay.
I had made the acquaintance of Miss Tubbs and Miss Whitworth, and we were dining with them that night. Doris had explained that we could not refuse to dine with them at least once. "But as we're going to spend the evening with them, I don't see the necessity " "Of course not, dear, but don't you remember you promised to go to see the Formans with me?"
Better take it into the house before you catch a cold in this breeze." "Yes, I must run in," answered Madam Whitworth with a slight shivering in her gown of great thinness. "They are perfectly wonderful, boy, and I say choose the brown darling."
"Miss Whitworth answered the letter at once, and took it out to the village and posted it with her own hands," Jenny continued. "Are you sure?" cried Mrs. Croyle. "I saw her go with my own eyes, I did. She went in her own little runabout, and was back in a jiffy, with a sort of 'There-I've-done-it! look about her. Oh, there's something going on there, madam take my word for it!
Bonaparte and Paul I. Lord Whitworth Baron Sprengporten's arrival at Paris Paul's admiration of Bonaparte Their close connection and correspondence The royal challenge General Mack The road to Malmaison Attempts at assassination Death of Washington National mourning Ambitious calculation M. de Fontanel, the skilful orator Fete at the Temple of Mars Murat's marriage with Caroline Bonaparte Madame Bonaparte's pearls.
Joan never does things by halves." "She seems thorough," said Hillyard, although he remembered, with some doubts as to the truth of his comment, moments now and again when more primitive impulses had bubbled up in Joan Whitworth. "Thorough! Yes, that's the word. Oh, Mr. Hillyard, there was a time when she really dressed dressed, you understand. My word, she was thorough then, too.
Count Markoff, who succeeded M. de Kalitscheff as Russian ambassador; the Marquis de Lucchesini, the Prussian ambassador; and Lord Whitworth, the Minister from England, made numerous presentations of their countrymen to the First Consul, who was well pleased that the Court he was forming should have examples set by foreign courtiers.
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