... one another like a couple of village girls. All over a man. How unspeakably unladylike The servants were peeping out at the kitchen door. The very paintings on the wall listened, great-grandmamma Rossiter in her cap and mittens wearing an expression of shocked ...

... thing, and the Chinese woman seemed equally afraid. You are a pair of stupid fools cried Mrs. Martin. I '11 take it to the kitchen and burn it, and she returned to the bungalow. The amah followed her quickly, entreating Mem, Mem not burn the boat. Very ...

... taking it the girl's voice was suddenly eager. It would be easier to say when we 've seen it, said Hermione. These are the kitchens, said the girl, in a dull tone, and led them through a great vaulted passage into a wide room with stove unpolished and ...

... the cook, who had been with her for fifteen years the housemaid with glasses (Mrs. Denniston had had her for ten), and the kitchen-maid, a more recent importation, a young girl recommended by the vicar's wife. Three, for one old woman and a nurse. Of late ...

... small, pleasant rooms behind the iron balconies and delicate fanlights, and smart young couples, in love with the comfortable kitchens and little front and back gardens, invaded the Square and enhanced its reputation. When the industrial depression affected ...

... was clearing away the remains of her frugal supper when the bell rang. Hastily she thrust the tray and her apron into the kitchen and shut the door. She gave a glance round her sitting- room, lit the gas-fire, turned on two more lights, pulled the photo ...

... tablets from the dresser. Robert drew a deep breath. Will Welsh rarebit do for you Marion made no reply. On his way to the kitchen he suppressed a titter as he thought of the perfect answer to his own question. If only he had been able to tell her that ...

... nightmare. But when, half-way up the stairs, he saw the kitchen door open slowly to its full extent, and close again, his belief came in for a sharp revision. Once again he rubbed his eyes. Once again the kitchen door opened and closed itself. Mr. Hallaby, aided ...

... HOME By B. L. JACOT. HE came down the stairs slowly, his mind a thousand miles away, and he heard the dog scratching at the kitchen door. The dachshund shot through his legs as he opened the door, and he saw that the kettle was spitting furiously. Something ...

... exactly at nine, when he left to go to his office. The pipes had frozen, the cook was in a rage and there was a bird in the kitchen chimney. Bonham attended to it all. Clytie was still in bed, with eau-de-Cologne on her forehead, prostrate after the previous ...

... got it on her hands I told her not to keep it in the kitchen, he protested. It 's under the sink. I can show you. I 'd like to see it. When they got to the house Mason took him round to the kitchen door. His hand was shaking and his throat was dry. He ...

... alive, he was alive. They could feel it running through .them as they went about their work, he in the fields, she in the kitchen and the garden. Everything was perfect, everything was all right, until. Had it been the sea, he wondered, now, as he crossed ...