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Why, last Christmas there wasn't a person here who didn't have a present even Willy Chow Tong! Every one had all the turkey he could eat; every one a fire, and a warm bed, and a lighted house. Mrs. Tolley gets only fifty dollars a month, and Monk White gets fifty doesn't he, Alan? But money doesn't make much difference here. You know how the boys adore Monk for his voice; and as for Mrs.
Tolley, she's queen of the place! Now, how much of that's true of New York!" "Oh, well, put it that way " Paul said, in the tone of an offended child. "Apropos of Mrs. Tolley's being queen of the place," said Alan to his sister, "it seems she's rubbing it into poor little Mollie Peavy. Len brought Mollie and the baby down from the ranch a week ago, and nobody's been near 'em."
To bind oneself to live with a man when perhaps we have ceased to care for him; it's hideous." Miss Tolley murmured agreement. "Our love was beautiful," continued the Human Document, eager, apparently, to relate her experience for the common good; "just because it was a free gift. We were not fettered to one another. At any moment either of us could have walked out of the house.
"Before I come here I never had nothing in my kitchen but an oil lamp and a reflector. Jest as sure as I'd be dishing up dinner, hot nights, that lamp would begin to flicker and suck well, shucks! I'd look up at it and I'd say, 'Well, why don't you go out? Go ahead!" Mrs. Tolley laughed joyously.
Trust me to bring him!" and the boat started for the shore, under the vigorous strokes of two oarsmen. An Unwilling Parson. Not quite an hour had elapsed, when the sound of oars was again heard; and Captain Tolley, peering through the dark, saw that another form was seated opposite the mate in the stern-sheets of the boat.
"Well, one night George " she was continuing with relish, when Min pulled at her sleeve and, with a sort of affectionate impatience, said, "Oh, f've'vens' sakes ma!" "Yes, I'm coming," said Mrs. Tolley, recalled. "Wish't you played 'five hundred, Mr. Fo'ster," she added politely. "I don't play either that or old maid," said Paul, distinctly. This remark was taken in good part by the Tolleys.
Vorse remarking that she'd "orghter reely git out her chafing-dish and do some cooking" herself. Paul found that Miss Chisholm possessed a leisurely gift of fun; she was droll, whether she quite meant to be or not. Everybody laughed. Mrs. Tolley became tearful with mirth.
We are going to establish branches all round the world." Flossie's young man was whisked away. Joan, who had seated herself in a small chair, was alone for a few minutes. Miss Tolley had chanced upon a Human Document, with the help of which she was hopeful of starting a "Press Controversy" concerning the morality, or otherwise, of "Running Waters."
The next day furnished with a brief note of introduction, Master Raymond, with the aid of a skiff, put himself on the deck of the Storm King. Captain Tolley received him with due courtesy, wondering who the stranger was. The Captain was a well-built, athletic, though not very large man, with a face naturally dark in hue, and bronzed by exposure to the southern sun.
They both laughed, and then shot a guilty glance in Flossie's direction. "Do the women really crush their feet?" asked Joan. "Yes," he answered. "All those who have no use for them. About one per cent. of the population. To listen to Miss Tolley you would think that half the women wanted a new husband every ten years. It's always the one per cent. that get themselves talked about.
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