You can't go about smelling of April and May, the pair of you, and then expect to gull people into thinking you don't mean to get riveted!
Yes, love, responded his sister cheerfully, but it wasn't of the least consequence, and in any event I answered for you. You would be astonished, I daresay, if you knew what interesting conversations...
Yes, darling, that is quite a nice frock, but the hankerchief is not only the wrong shade of grey, but quite damnably tied. Let me show you, my sweet.
Yes, but if you cannot clear your name, what then are we to do? she demanded.Forget we ever met! said Ludovic with a groan.This Spartan resolve did not commend itself to Eustacie at all. Two large tea...
Who is he, the ill-disposed gentleman in pink? inquire the Comte, when they were out of earshot.A creature of no importance, shrugged Philip.So I see. Yet he contrives to arouse your anger.?Yes, admit...
Well, if you think it nothing to send her laudatory verses masquerading as acrostics, and to ransack all the libraries for the works of her favourite poets, you must be as green as she is!’ he said ca...
Vicky had enlivened the Sabbath by coming down to breakfast in abbreviated tennis-shorts, and a sleeveless shirt.
Upon her butler’s announcing the arrival of Mr Ravenscar, Lady Mablethorpe, who had been dozing over a novel from the Circulating Library, sat up with a jerk, and raised a hand to her dishevelled cap.
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Thither the Chief Inspector wended his way.
These were all things which a youth chafing against the restrictions of a polite age admired: but when he met them in a rival he bitterly resented them, because he knew himself to be at a disadvantage...
There was nothing in store at Undershaw for his lordship but a set-down, but it was disappointing to be granted no opportunity to deliver this.
The most she could wring from him was a promise that he would say nothing uncivil to Mrs Scorrier unless she offered him provocation, and with this she had to try at least to be satisfied. But as what...
The Reverend William Trent, whose mind was of a serious order, had several times warned his elder sister that too lively a sense of humour frequently led to laxity of principle. She now perceived how...
Tell me,is my grey hall an insuperable bar to matrimony?
Talking to you is like -- like talking to an eel!No, is it? I've never tried to talk to an eel. Isn't it as waste of time?Not such a waste of time as talking to you!
So Abigail had posted away to Huntingdonshire, where she had remained for five weeks, under trying conditions, all three children having succumbed to the measles before her arrival, her sister being b...
She thought that Fontley had suffered as much from a negligent mistress as from an improvident master.
Sally, I swear you’re an angel!’ he declared. ‘Anything less angelic than her conduct during the past half-hour I have yet to see,’ observed Sir Tristram.
Perceiving that she had constituted herself interpreter, M. Plançon opened negotiations with an impassioned plea to be preserved from these mad Englishmen who expected honest Frenchmen to understand t...