Unmarked6698
- Flag inappropriate
- Show review history
"I shall ask to be allowed to have the evidence," said the impressive representative of justice. "There is no time to be lost. Come, Miss Griffin, I shall need you and Miss Howes too." "Why, it's like a laundry," exclaimed Patricia in disappointment as she looked about her. The low-ceiled whitewashed apartment into which they had descended from the winding iron stair was sepulchrally bare and empty in the flicker of its noisy gas jets, the rusty gas stoves at its farther end emphasizing its general air of desolation. "We don't waste anything, anyway, and we do all we can to be nice to other people," said Judith, seriously. "And that ought to count, oughtn't it?".
453 people found this
review helpful
kez_ h (Kez_h)
- Flag inappropriate
- Show review history
A small stove had been set up in the improvised kitchen, and a big boiler filled with water. This was now boiling furiously and the ladies proceeded to make the coffee. Cakes and pies were cut, cups and saucers were piled in one huge basket and sandwiches in another.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
“Said so, but they’re late. We’ve got an addition, the little earthquake girl.” This last was a sibilant aside.
658 people found this
review helpful
Conrad
I saw the worst was over, and I breathed freely again. There was nothing for it but to go with him, and I wanted to most awfully. "That's the way to squelch her," laughed Griffin, who was pumping the beaming Mr. Spicer's hand like mad. "She'd be a regular nuisance if you encouraged her. I'll warn Bottle Green——" "What!" cried Arkel, in surprise. "Do you pity Mr. Sarby?" "Ask him," repeated Mrs. Dallas..
298 people found this
review helpful