Unmarked6698
- Flag inappropriate
- Show review history
“Where are you going to take me?” she asked, trying to equal his long stride. Mrs. Wopp’s eyes fell on the stained shawl. To stay the cloud that began to gather over Moses’ brow, Howard suggested going to see a vaudeville show..
453 people found this
review helpful
kez_ h (Kez_h)
- Flag inappropriate
- Show review history
"Any relation, sir, of Lawrence of the Peterel and Curieux affair?" he cried.I tried logging in using my phone number and I
was supposed to get a verification code text,but didn't
get it. I clicked resend a couple time, tried the "call
me instead" option twice but didn't get a call
either. the trouble shooting had no info on if the call
me instead fails.There was
Half an hour later, seated about the roaring fire in Stanhope's cottage, huge cups of hot coffee on their knees, the venturesome strangers seemed none the worse for their trying experience. The larger of the two, a powerfully-built man with pleasant clean shaven face and keen blue eyes, turned now to Stanhope.
658 people found this
review helpful
Conrad
Every morning during the summer a bunch of morning-glories, wet with dew, adorned the breakfast table. Blue and pink and white, they seemed the very spirit of morning freshness and sweetness. “Gosh! Wisht Betty was here right this minute. Mebbe I’m dyin’. Hope nobody starts twangin’ a harp. My nose is worser’n ever!” Mrs. Bennett knew better than Billy how much thumping a boy could live through; and reassured him while she took off his soiled garments, and started below for hot water and remedies. Thus adjured, Howard began, while Mrs. Wopp leaned back in her chair rocking vigorously..
298 people found this
review helpful