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The father of the English family here turned his back upon the great shop, and glancing towards the Louvre and the Church of Saint Germain l'Auxerrois, exclaimed "Marvellous scene! A sight not to be equalled in the world. Yonder is the old church, the bell of which tolled the " "You're making a laughing-stock of yourself," Mrs. Cockayne exclaims, taking her husband firmly by the arm.
Cockayne, rising, "there, your papa is off with his lecture. I shall put on my bonnet." And Mrs. Cockayne swept grandly from the room. Mrs. Cockayne re-entered the room with her bonnet on; determination was painted on the lady's countenance. Cockayne should not escape this time. He should be led off like a lamb to the slaughter. Were not the silks marked at ridiculously low prices?
I don't think you know yourself, half your time." Thus agreeably beguiling the way, the pair walked to the shop in the Rue de la Paix, where the lady had seen a brooch entirely to her mind. It was the large enamel rose-leaf, with three charming dew-drops in the shape of brilliants. "They speak English, I hope," said Mr. Cockayne. "We ought to have brought Sophonisba with us."
Cockayne to show her social superiority by extravagant coldness and formality whenever she had occasion to address "the landlady." One thing Mrs. Cockayne admitted she could NOT understand viz., Why Jane the servant took so much upon herself with her mistress; and what all the mystery was about a Mr.
Cockayne held the same opinion as her husband. She accordingly, on her side, made what observations she chose to address to the dignified jeweller in her loudest voice. The jeweller smiled good naturedly, and pattered his broken English in a subdued and deferential tone. As Mr.
Sandhurst and you know how ill-natured she is to tell some earrings and brooches we saw from real gold and jewels. Isn't it quite poetical?" Mr. Cockayne thought he saw his opportunity for an oratorical flourish.
Suppose we go and look at it together. I saw myself some exquisite Greek compositions in the Rue de la Paix, which both myself and Carrie admired immensely." "Greek fiddlesticks! I want no Greek, nor any other old-fashioned ornaments, Mr. Cockayne.
Miss Carrie Cockayne to Miss Emily Sharp. "Rue Millevoye, Paris. "MY DEAREST EMMY, I should certainly not venture to offer any remarks on taste to you, my love, under ordinary circumstances. But I am provoked. I have passed a severe round of soirées of every description.
The young ladies had, moreover, velvet strings, that hung down from under their hats behind, almost to their heels. It was thus arrayed that the party took up their quarters at the Grand Hôtel, and opened their Continental experiences. I have already accompanied Mrs. Cockayne, Sophonisba, and Theodosia, on their first stroll along the Boulevards, and peeped into a few shops with them. Mr.
"Don't be a fool, Cockayne," said his wife; "this is the lace department. We must not go away without buying something." "Let us try," was saucily answered. Mrs. Cockayne immediately settled upon some Chantilly, and made her lord, as she expressed it in her pretty way, "pay for his impudence."
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