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Page ii - THE QUAINT COMPANIONS. With an Introduction by HG WELLS. THE POSITION OF PEGGY HARPER. With an Introduction by SIR ARTHUR PINEHO. THE MAN WHO UNDERSTOOD WOMEN and other Stories. With an Introduction by WJ
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Page 86 - that they can give a musician lessons in counterpoint. Why on earth should they imagine they're competent to instruct a novelist? It is absurd!" "Your comparisons are far-fetched," she said. "A painter and a musician, we all know, have to study; they " "They're entitled to the consideration due to a certain amount of money sunk—eh?
Page 93 - was not disturbed. Neither his confidence nor his amiability was shaken. and smiled compassionately. Sam Walford guffawed. "When I feel that my mind's been at too great a tension, I sometimes glance at a novel; but I'm afraid—I'm really afraid—I can't concede that I should be justified in giving up an afternoon to one.
Page 269 - to do in order to live. If Louisa weren't your mother, my dear, I'd say that it's a greater shame to her than to me. I would ! If she weren't your mother, that's what I'd say." "Well, let's have a look," said Humphrey quickly. "Where is it? Now, then—what's, this? Oh, Miserable
Page 229 - she seemed to have a good heart, and Kent assured her that any extra services that she might render should be rewarded. pace and told the waiter to send for a cab constructed to carry luggage on the roof. Cynthia was in a chair, with the baby on her lap, and
Page 75 - it, though each reflected that it was now the marriage morning. "Strikes me we were nearly making bally asses of ourselves," said Turquand at last, in a shaky voice. "Finish your whisky, and let's to
Page 163 - Perhaps," said Cynthia nervously, "if you were to mention it to her, darling, if you don't mind " "Of course I don't mind," he answered, but without alacrity. "What an idea! Tell Ann to send her down." person in a stiff white frock; and he played
Page 23 - It's where have you been, mamma, isn't it?" "Well, I like that! We didn't stop a minute; I made certain you saw us get up. We've been hunting for you everywhere. Mr. Turquand and I have been out here ever so long, haven't we, Mr. Turquand? Looking at the moon, too, if you want to know, and—hee, hee,