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Geneva, N. Y. (New York, United States) (search for this): article 2
cleared his throat, settled himself more squarely in his chair, and was at a loss to know whether etiquette required him to copy the example of his visitor, or go on with his work. He was ready for either, but not being able to make up his mind he steered a middle course, re- arranged each separate article on his desk, and stirred the fire; and then gazed earnestly up and down the street. The seconds grew into minutes, then the loud tones of the city clock struck one. The little jewelled Geneva, at the lady's side, was drawn forth for a comparison, and silently replaced; and she sunk again into the motionless quiet which Jones, being a married man and secretly poetical, likened in his own mind to the moment's pause that nature takes to summon her whole strength for the storm. He knew all about it, and rubbed his hands quietly, and cleared his throat again, but so significantly, that had not Mrs. Lyle been thus pre-occupied, she might have read a lesson. When the watch was nex
Julia (Georgia, United States) (search for this): article 2
ng old lady and a beautiful girl follow; soon a handsome young man, very distingue, calls on them. Being strangers in the city, perhaps, he is their only visitor. But now, the mystery begins. The neighbors opposite remark that it is at the same hour every morning that the gentleman calls; but he never, by any accident, is seen on the street with her.--This excites their speculation and inquiry, and they ascertain his name to be Lyle, and that he is a lawyer on Camp street; and it comes to Julia's ears, who is wrap in astonishment that there should be two Lyles, both lawyers, with offices on the same street, and she cannot rest until she comes to inflict her bewilderment on you. For my part I do not believe the man's name is Lyle, or that he is a lawyer, or lives on Camp street, or that there is a man in the case. " "I do not see how you can say that," replied the other, "when you, yourself, heard Mrs. Weldon, who lives just opposite, say that he called every morning at eleven
B. Jones (search for this): article 2
at the desk.--Mr. Lyle was not there. "My husband is not in, Mr. Jones?" "Mr. Lyle is scarcely ever in at this hour," said Jones, wJones, wondering at the unusual excitement of his employer's pretty who; and as there were no babies to be ailing, he saddled the matter on the usuallently replaced; and she sunk again into the motionless quiet which Jones, being a married man and secretly poetical, likened in his own mind husband's new law student! "What! its Conrey is it!" thought Jones, his elation taking a new turn; and Conrey paused on the door-sill,er of the street. "What's in the wind now?" exclaimed Conrey. Jones only shook his head mysteriously. She was his employer's wife, anding softness to his touch. "You are not sick, surely, my darling? Jones tells me you were at the office this morning.--Do you not know I am you mean? I did not go to church with her, because I had promised Jones to do some copying for him while he went out with his wife; and if
Weldon (search for this): article 2
plied the other, "when you, yourself, heard Mrs. Weldon, who lives just opposite, say that he calle young lady went to church alone. You know Mrs. Weldon described his appearance, and even the coloarondelet was lost in something else, lived Mrs. Weldon, and "just opposite" was the pretty cause owas writhing with jealousy. She knew where Mrs. Weldon lived, and before she rang the bell made loe survey. She rang the bell, and asked for Mrs. Weldon. The maid showed her into the parlor, th some impatience to be enlightened. "Mrs. Weldon, I believe." Mrs. Weldon bowed. "I have caMrs. Weldon bowed. "I have called on you, madam, about a little matter on which you can give me some information. Will you forgally, madam--hem !--in these rented houses (Mrs. Weldon lived in her own house) people come and go nd the voice quavered with excitement. Mrs. Weldon's was a quiet, unsusceptible soul, but the nt would be too bad for him. At length Mrs. Weldon exacted a promise from Mrs. Lyle that she w[4 more...]
Julia (search for this): article 2
not consider that so very mysterious," returned the lady. "A thousand trifling causes may prevent, but I do think it strange the gentleman should be named Lyle, and a lawyer on Camp street, for I know of no Lyle there but my husband." "I do not think either strange," said the third lady of the party, a plain, straightforward, practical-looking person. "If one is so disposed, the veriest trifle may be converted into matter for suspicion or mystery.--It is an every-day occurrence, which Julia, with her large organs of marvelousness and credulity, is weaving into a most mystical web for somebody's discomfort. The only reliable part of the story is, that an old tumble-down House has been vacant for some time, and finally the bill "for rent" is removed from the door, and the carpenters and painters put it in habitable condition. Then, some very handsome furniture finds its way in, and a nice-looking old lady and a beautiful girl follow; soon a handsome young man, very distingue,
R. H. Lyle (search for this): article 2
, and a lawyer on Camp street, for I know of no Lyle there but my husband." "I do not think eit and inquiry, and they ascertain his name to be Lyle, and that he is a lawyer on Camp street; and it elegantly-fitting silk, which pretty little Mrs. Lyle clasped round her pretty little form, hiding In the meantime, hasty steps were bearing Mrs. Lyle to Carondelet street. Rather high up, until s them but a gentleman whom I have heard called Lyle. In fact, I know his name is Lyle, for I have in it, bursting into an overpowering rage. "R. H. Lyle is my husband, and I will see who it is he h libels desired before her eyes, and holding Mrs. Lyle's clock with an iron grip. "Listen to reasoate to talk about haste!" "But, my dear Mrs. Lyle, listen to me only for a moment. It be allAt length Mrs. Weldon exacted a promise from Mrs. Lyle that she would go quietly home, meet her husng and dimpling on him from over the soup. Mr. and Mrs. Lyle were still in the fresh days of t[24 more...]
Conrey (search for this): article 2
is crisis. But she managed thus, though in a limited manner, to exercise it, but was spared any further effort by the entrance of the waiter with a card. "Mr. Conrey, madam. He has written something on the card for you, he said." "Dear Mrs. Lyle:" You promised once to call on some friends of mine, and I have brouyou to go this evening; but the servant tells me you are indisposed. Please do not say you are too much so to go with me. "Yours, Conrey." "Say to Mr. Conrey I shall be ready in a moment," and the second time that day her toilet was made with trembling hands. But this was a different affair. No amount of mental annly at the white palings, the freshly planted yard, the white linen shades at the windows, and then took an inquisitive survey of the gentleman beside her. "Mr. Conrey, who is it? Did you not tell me"-- "That I wished you to call on Mrs. Crawford and her daughter, and you promised to do so." "And the daughter?"
Byron (search for this): article 2
ps — her eyes glittering with suppressed impatience as she waited to hear the closing of the door, and this had hardly ceased vibrating through the long hall when she had thrown off the shawls, bounded from the couch and pitched the note in the fire. The orange followed, and finding no other work for her hands to do, she shook her little fist, clenched like a vice, in the direction she supposed her husband to be. "Who has not proved how feebly words essay" to fix other things than what Byron thought so difficult; and if the English language had not contained such words as monster, wretch, poor little Mrs. Lyle would have been sorely pressed to find a use for her tongue at this crisis. But she managed thus, though in a limited manner, to exercise it, but was spared any further effort by the entrance of the waiter with a card. "Mr. Conrey, madam. He has written something on the card for you, he said." "Dear Mrs. Lyle:" You promised once to call on some friends of
Mary Stanford (search for this): article 2
A story that has two sides.by Mrs. Mary Stanford. No one would have fancied, for an instant, that the eyes peering so gloomily in the glowing mass in the grate were wearing their natural expression, or that the curves at the corners of the rose bud mouth usually bore so perseveringly downward. One might not have considered a flash of anger or an old fashioned pout so unreasonable remembering the many grievances of pretty women, but the distrust buried in among the long, silken bashes, and the quiver on the lips, were evidences of a trouble whose roots grew very deep into the heart, and formed a singular contrast to the luxurious surroundings of the occupant of the easy chair by the fire. At all events, it was a comfortable place in which to indulge sorrow or discontent, this crimson cushioned fauteuil, with wide, loving arms, which held so daintily the petite form arrayed in the most becoming of white cashmere dressing robes. And the robe not hastily thrown on for a make-b
Crawford (search for this): article 2
think, from the country. Their servant tells mine they are named Crawford. No one in the neighborhood has known them before, and no one visso tells mine that he is a lawyer, and engaged to be married to Miss Crawford." "Engaged to be married to Miss Crawford!" exclaimed the Miss Crawford!" exclaimed the lady, after all her efforts to restrain it, bursting into an overpowering rage. "R. H. Lyle is my husband, and I will see who it is he has e it? Did you not tell me"-- "That I wished you to call on Mrs. Crawford and her daughter, and you promised to do so." "And the daughter?" "You are cruel to force the confession, but Miss Crawford said 'yes,' when I asked her a very significant question a week ago." indisposition unless she carried home so fair an excuse. Good Mrs. Crawford, who thought her coming out very imprudent, when her husband faross his mind how she had looked at him in the office that day. Mrs. Crawford worked and listened, dreamy and contented, and gave all the att
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