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CINDERELLA;OR, THE LITTLE GLASS SLIPPER,"Which one?" Maurice asked sarcastically. "The good one er the blacked one?",When the two arrived, Nell Gordon was sitting with the sick child and crooning softly to her. Howard Eliot drew near, accidentally touching the firm round arm of Nell as he did so.,“If I can’t Vilette can. Old Bob goes by himself, anyway.” He made a brave though unsuccessful effort to appear as usual.,The voice choked up and a tear splashed down on the hand clenched on her lap.,"What's that?" asked Mona. "Don't speak of your mother as if she were a chromatic scale.","Does he really?" asks Mona, with eyes wide open. "I am sure if I ever meet your brother Nick I shall be dreadfully afraid of him.","Don't go tasting too many new ones around here," she cautioned with a kiss. "You might hit on the wrong one, and they wouldn't understand that it was merely a game with you.","I think I see myself behind Mazerin, at this time of day," says Mr. Rodney, heartlessly. "You don't catch me at it, if I know it. I'm not sure what horse I shall have, but I trust to Thomas to give me a good one. For the last time, good-by, you amiable young goose, and don't expect me till I come.",“We baked cookies at home yesterday,” he said suddenly.,“Sometimes yes an’ orftener no. I’d hate to leave Betty an’ the pinto.”,“Well, now, is that so? It sounds to me like a furrin word,” returned Mrs. Wopp, who admired Mrs. Mifsud’s polished utterances, while by no means undervaluing her own rhetorical gifts..