Commissariat in her own hands, in spite of all Mary’s
Eloquent. All the many familiar things that had once made life sweet had a flavour of bitterness now. Norman Douglas made periodical irruptions also, bullying and coaxing Ellen by turns. It would end,...
Emotion. It was all absurd—she had been a silly, romantic, inexperienced goose. Well, she would be wiser in the future—very wise—and very discreet—and very contemptuous of men and their ways. I suppos...
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From Mr. Bell. Sorry, miss! Sorry isn't going to help matters any. You'd better go and look at the havoc that animal has made in my oats … trampled them from center to circumference, miss. I am very s...
Hat's the worst of growing up, and I'm beginning to realize it. The things you wanted so much when you were a child don't seem half so wonderful to you when you get them.
Having wrestled wildly with decimals the entire evening before, would be first. One awful day they were ties and their names were written up together. It was almost as bad as a take-notice and Anne’s...
If he had preached like Peter and Paul it would have profited him nothing, for that was the day old Caleb Ramsay's sheep strayed into church and gave a loud 'ba-a-a' just as h
It has taught me a lesson not to give my word of honor about cows.
It’s such an interesting world. It wouldn’t be half so interesting if we know all about everything, would it
Just stayed a little girl inside. What do I smell? interrupted Carl, sniffing. They all smelled it now. A most delectable odour came floating up on the still evening air from the direction of the litt...
Looking down
Make a still bigger fool of himself, if he tried. I
Marry your father because you wanted to make him happy? You're a darling—a heroine—as Ellen would say, you're a brick. Now listen to me, very closely, dearest. Mary Vance is a silly little girl who do...
Nothing to hinder me. But that brief dream is over. I am resigned to my fate now, so I don't think I'll go out for fear I'll get unresigned again.
Proper.
Said Una. That birch is such a place for birds and they sing like mad in the mornings. I'd take the Porter lot where there's so many children buried. I like lots of company, said Faith. Carl, where'd...
Spunk!
That special Providence which looks after simple-minded old souls in their dangerous excursions into the world,
What perverted shapes thwarted love can take.
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