... hands clenched beside her, her head thrown up. “And I want to marry him!” she told herself half aloud. “I want to marry him —after all. If I see him often I shall let him persuade me to marry him—in spite everything. Oh”—catching sight of her reflection ...

... not to have discarded the antiquated notion that a girl ought not to go in for earning anything once she has entered upon married life. Would interfere, the girl asked me; people said I had persuasive powers (such a fallacy I) and I might bring the Admiral ...

... how on one occasion a soldier, a Derry man, came to the Chaplain and said he wished to get married. After inquiry, the Chaplain said, “But how can you get married? you are a Protestant and she is a Catholic.” Oh, sir, I have converted her.” “But you could ...

... sacrifices herself in marrying a violent and uncouth man who does not hesitate to whip her as he would dog She sacrifices herself promising marry a man who is a hopeless cripple in the hope of saving his life, and the end marries a man who will probably ...

... Dorothy was losing her chance in life. Other Slagborough girls, her contemporaries, married oflf, and she remained single,—she who had the strongest reasons for marrying, for her mother’s health was failing, and a part of her not large income would die ...

... Marriages / newly-married pair left for London, the bride travelling in brown gabardine and charmeuse, and a smart brown hat to match. The presents were numerous and very pretty and were viewed with interest by friends at Glenarde. ...

... and rested her drooping head upon it, for at last she had remembered —everything. “Marry she said, in a little broken sob, can’t marry. I can’t marry you, 1 can’t marry anybody. Oh, how wicked, how vile of me —to forget I” “Of course I will help you.” ...

... even noticed it. “If only you would marry me, Sylvia, I wouldn’t go,” he Sylvia laughed. “But I won’t,” she returned easily. “I’ve told you so, over and over again. I don’t want to marry you. I don’t want to marry anybody —yet.” Percival listened, silent ...

... beg your pardon. was dreaming,” she said flushing. “Dorris—are you going to marry Sir Surrey Felton?” he said, going straight to the point as he always did. “Yes. going to marry Sir Surrey Felton —and I going to restore Heronsmead to you. It is the only ...

... pretends to be poor and then bestows largesse on everybody all round and the young people marry and live happily ever after. It would be a great thing to marry Pamela and live happily ever after, Uncle John.” ‘Tm afraid that if it depends upon me you’ll* ...

... of such vital importance to me. I am thinking of his young wife.” Talmagi exclaimed, in surprise, “His wife!” “Yes, he is married to Beatrice Dalma; and if he should recover his reason for a time imagine what sort of fate may be in store for that child ...

... shook “I don’t know what else we are to do,” she said. Carlton” —and she laughed little in helpless perplexitywouldn’t she marry Pap?” Carlton shrugged. If a woman won’t she won’t, and there’s end on’t. “Oh, “why “You* 11 have to take her in hand,” Margaret ...