Unmarked6698
- Flag inappropriate
- Show review history
Miss Jinny chuckled. "We knew you were only marking time till you stepped off into your music," she said encouragingly. "It was nice, of course, that you got along so well, but no one expected you to take to it for good and all." "What do you think?" cried Patricia radiantly, swooping down on Elinor as she came slowly out of the portrait room at high noon on the momentous Tuesday. "What do you think, Elinor Kendall? I've gotten 'Honorable Mention' for my silly little old head! Isn't it wonderful? I'm so stunned I can't talk. I never dreamed it could have the ghost of a show," she rattled on ecstatically. "Miss Green was paralyzed, and Naskowski kept nodding till I thought he'd loosen his brain, and Griffin—she got first prize you know—cheered right out loud before them all. I was simply too limp for words, and I rushed out to tell you right away." CHAPTER II GETTING ACQUAINTED.
453 people found this
review helpful
kez_ h (Kez_h)
- Flag inappropriate
- Show review history
🃏 Find Your Lucky Number at aaj ka lottery number!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
🃏 Rule the Tables at Three Kings 2024! Conquer the gaming arena with our exclusive selection of live casino games, including Roulette, Blackjack, Teen Patti, and Andar Bahar. Play like a king and win big alongside other royalty.
658 people found this
review helpful
Conrad
"Not ten, only eight! He went away when I was seventeen," I answered with dignity, wishing I dared be snappy at him: though I never am. Yes, I suppose it would have been lots better for my happiness if I had kept quiet about it all, but at the time I thought I had better consult him over the matter. Now I'm sorry I did. That is one thing about being a widow, you are accustomed to consulting a man, whether you want to or not, and you can't get over the habit immediately. Poor Mr. Carter, my husband, hasn't been dead much over six years, and I must be missing him most awfully, though just lately I can't remember not to forget about him a great deal of the time. "You nebber marry him, missy. Nebber, nebber!" "To shield the assassin?" gasped Jen, thunderstruck. "And who is the assassin?".
298 people found this
review helpful