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Page 317 - I lay me down to sleep, I pray the Lord my soul to keep, And if I die before I wake, I pray the Lord my soul to take.
Page 168 - Please-"" Urmila was taken aback by the reception and would have been alarmed had there not been the other girls waiting in the next room. She had made up her mind that she was not going to take up a job with this company. She wanted to be done with the interview somehow and said, "No, i don't drink.
Page 298 - Whenever you ask him for something he'll roll the stub of his cigar from one side of his mouth to the other and scratch his mustache with one finger.
Page 250 - All our deeply laid travelling plans are scattered to the winds, and brand-new ones must be made. It is all my fault, and you shall scold me as much as you can find it in your heart to do when you see my excuse. He is Lord Marden, eldest son of the Earl of Ticehurst, and a darling.
Page 304 - Well, you look as if a puff of wind would blow you away,
Page 101 - I have not been able to get it out of my head all day. But it will never do to go on so ! It is all a parcel of trash and humbug ; and I shall not give it another thought.
Page 257 - She went to the door. He held it open for her, and she passed him with her little head held high.
Page 207 - Shakespeare's idea about the evil that men do living after them, and the good being dug in with their bones.
Page 260 - What are you going to do now?" "I have to go to London to-morrow to see these solicitors. I'm not coming back.