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Page 64 - present. But even if it did, I am obliged to tell the truth. I do not know what would have become of me if I had not had the good fortune to catch the measles from a family with whom I was spending Sunday in another town. As soon as the disease plainly showed itself
Page 184 - sat and gazed out of the window at the flying scenery for nearly half an hour, after which he read the letter again. Then he folded it up and put it into his pocket. "If she had given me the slightest reason to hope," he said to himself, "how easy it would be to tear this letter into scraps
Page 62 - to have this opportunity to explain my appearancehere. In the first place, I must tell you that I am a bishop whose diocese has been inundated, and who consequently has been obliged to leave it." "Oh!" exclaimed Mr. Archibald, and Margery looked at Mr. Clyde, with the remark : "There ! You see, I was very near to
Page 197 - help smiling at the uncomfortable manner in which she was trying to make herself comfortable on those rough rocks. "I'll tell you what it is, Mrs. Perkenpine," he said, "you'll get yourself into the worst kind of a hole if you go off this way, leavin' everything at sixes and sevens behind you." "It's my nater,
Page 215 - In a moment Mr. Archibald was staring at her. "What is the matter?" he exclaimed. "Are you sick?" "No," said she, "but I have something very important to say to you. I want you to
Page 197 - see it. He lives his own life, if anybody does. He's individdle down to the heels, and just look at him ! He's the same as a king. I tell you, Phil
Page 44 - Oh, nothing so bad as that," she replied. "I only thought—" "Excuse me, ma'am," he interrupted. "I didn't mean that you heard all those things, but most likely a part of them. Hardly any family parties goes into camp that some of them don't hear wild beasts the first
Page 230 - like Sam Hill, as if his rabbit had got away from him. But perhaps it wasn't that, and maybe somebody skeered him. Anyway, he's clean gone." The bishop stood and reflected. The affair looked serious. Clyde was a practical, sensible fellow—and he was gone. Why did he go? "Have you seen any of the Archibalds
Page 185 - Martin had left her, Margery sat on the root of the tree until Mr. Clyde came up and said he had been wondering what had become of her. "I have been wondering that, myself," she said,— "at least, I have been wondering what is going to become of me.
Page 118 - ideas. She goes in for reform, and for pretty much all kinds, from what I have heard." "I think she is lofty," remarked Margery, "because she is stuck-up. I don't like her." "It is so seldom," Corona now continued, "that we find people who are willing to assert their individuality, and when they are found