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Updated: June 24, 2025


John Bellairs. Yet no one has ever thought of writing about gossip for its own sweet sake. Among every-day words perhaps the word "gossip" is more to be reckoned with than any other in our language. The child who runs confidingly to mother to report his grievance is a gossip; he is also an historian.

Indeed; I do not want to go." "I think you do, darling; or will do by-and-by. I have quite changed my mind, and promised Mrs. Bellairs to send you to her in the morning; so now all you have to do is to see that your things are ready. Two toilettes to prepare! What an event for such a country girl as you! Come in and let us see." "Mamma, you know my things are all ready. I don't want to go in.

The Bellairs had other unique family characteristics, as peculiar to themselves as their choice of time for grappling with their correspondence, which Aunt Aggie was never tired of quoting. "Bellairs are always late for breakfast. It is no kind of use finding fault with Bessie about it. I was just the same at her age."

It was plain Bellairs had been communicating with his principal; I knew the number, if not the name. Should I ring up at once? It was more than likely he would return in person to the telephone. I pressed the bell. "Central," said I, "connect again 2241 and 584 B."

George wanted me to buy you a white brocade, with a perfect flower-garden on it, that you could have examined with a microscope. I was obliged to let him buy that lace mantle, to make up to him. Now then, Meta, the scene opens, and discovers " Meta opened the folding-doors into Flora's bedroom, and thence came forward Bellairs and a little brisk Frenchwoman, whom Flora had acquired at Paris.

Chancery Proceedings, 1722. Fielding v. Midford. Record Office. Edmund's name was added in October following. Record Office. Introduction. Introduction. See infra, chap. xi. Fifty years ago a portrait of the beautiful heiress, in the character of Sophia Western, was still preserved at the house of Bellairs, near Exeter, then the property of the Rhodes family.

Unless, indeed, he were acting for some one in 'Frisco; and in that case here we go round again in the vicious circle Bellairs would not have been employed." "I think I can assure you it was not the captain," said I; "for he and Bellairs are not acquainted." "Wasn't that the captain with the red face and coloured handkerchief?

Would I give three false counsel now? Ride, sahib ride!" Bellairs turned away and looked at his charger, a big, brown Khaubuli stallion, named for the devil and true in temper and courage to his name; two men were holding him, ten paces off. "Such a horse I need this night, Sahib! Thy second charger can keep pace with the guns!"

"Forty-five thousand dollars," said Pinkerton: his voice was like a ghost's and tottered with emotion. "Forty-five thousand and five dollars," said Bellairs. "Fifty thousand," said Pinkerton. "I beg your pardon, Mr. Pinkerton. Did I hear you make an advance, sir?" asked the auctioneer. "I I have a difficulty in speaking," gasped Jim. "It's fifty thousand, Mr. Borden."

"To the problem which is greatly exercising my mind just now I can obtain no solution," he said in a low, intense voice. "What is it? Can I help you?" "Well," he exclaimed, with some hesitation, "I am still trying to discover why Harry Bellairs died and who killed him." "That mystery has long ago been placed by us among those which admit of no solution, my dear fellow," declared his friend.

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