... shall have to try the village girls again. Well, I found her and Dighton our head lad, you know, sjr spooning about at the kitchen door the other day. I gave Tom a bit of my mind. Remember you tell that young hussy that if she does not mend her ways she ...

... as he like every one else, usually passed along the covered veranda which ran between the stable entrance and the great kitchen entrance, came quite unexpectedly upon a couple who were in possession of a dilapidated old summer-house which occupied a ...

... grief and horror. At last she sobbed herself into a torpor, and I went and questioned the men who sat round the fire in the kitchen, for none sought their beds that night. From them I learned that an hour or more before I met the Spaniard, a richly dressed ...

... horses sought what shelter the village .afforded, the priest ldndly offer ing to put me up for the night. On entering the kitchen, the sole sitting-room his cottage con tained, I esjiied the man whom we had found kneeling near the dead woman ensconced ...

... is completely surrounded, when suddenly the lion that is, the Head Waiter stalks magnificently down on his prey from the kitchen. The jackals disperse to their various tables. Head Waiter (condescendingly). You are going to lunch here, Sir? Jack. That ...

... LUCY A SKETCH. BY II. T. FARRANT. A wide, low-raftered kitchen, lit only by the dancing light from the big logs burning on the hearth. In the far corner, behind the high-backed settle, a tall clock ticked solemnly in the deep-brown shadow. Else where ...

... We were agreeably surprised to see the windows of the inn lit up, and when we entered to find a table drawn up near the kitchen hearth at which was seated a thin, spectacled gentle man, in a black somewhat greasy frock coat, and old grey trousers. For ...

... refection on a silver tray, the Preguste tasted of the food to ensure its freedom from poison, though it came from the Papal kitchen, and at a sign from his Holiness Giuseppe had to stand aside. And ere the Pope had finished there were other interruptions ...

... he had stood alone in the field. There had been some half-hearted talk of an opposition candidate some whisperings in farm-kitchens and bothies, in village smiddies and market-places, that the Provost o' Avonbeg was screwing his courage up, and would yet ...

... So hard blew the wind that the coachman had to ram his hat down, and hold it, too, to prevent it being carried into the kitchen garden. All right, driver, said the parlour-maid, running in. Driving up to first nights had never lost its terrors for Bertha ...

... you '11 come downstairs, said Bertram Lane. Downstairs be hanged said Garthorne. I don't want to see the kitchen-maid. My mother was a kitchen-maid once but I always tell people that she was an Austrian baroness. They swallow everything I like to tell ...

... he will not be worried by or interested in hers. There is no mixing. She must not talk Money Maiket, and he will not talk Kitchen, and few couples meet half-way. Then since spinning-wheels and store-closets went out, women have not had enough to do, so ...