Unmarked6698
- Flag inappropriate
- Show review history
“But some people like their work, don’t they?” May Nell persisted. She was exploring strange country. “O, Dadsie,” was the reply, “this is recital afternoon, you know.” Later in the evening, as Isobel moved about the drawing-room in a flounced white frock, her shimmering hair falling over her shoulders, and her dainty high-heeled silver-buckled shoes skimming the roses on the carpet, Moses’ eyes followed her in wonderment. Never before had he seen a creature so dainty, so airy, and so altogether like a princess. Betty was just plain Betty, straight hair plaited stiffly and tied with red ribbon, tanned face and hands, and big brown eyes “looking like they loved everybody.” But here was a girl who could turn disdainful hazel eyes on one and could make one feel like an ignoble worm. Somehow Moses liked feeling like a worm, Isobel Crump was so immeasureably above him that he might as well feel like a worm as like any other more noble inhabitant of this terrestrial globe..
453 people found this
review helpful
kez_ h (Kez_h)
- Flag inappropriate
- Show review history
"Why, it's all ready," cried Patricia wondering at her changed manner. "We put the sliced lemon on the very last thing."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
"No, the poison is dried up."
658 people found this
review helpful
Conrad
“Well I’m not going to stay an’ play kid games,” Jimmy retorted loftily, and turned away. The boy gave her a squeeze that made her last words come in jerks. “That’s a mean trick to play on a fellow,—chuck such a responsibility on a twelve-year-old. Say I must or I mustn’t, mamma.” He caught her hand and gently tweaked her fingers. The child seeing the twinkle in the older eyes, laughed aloud; and, wrapped in a voluminous apron, began the first task that had ever left its stain on her pretty fingers. “I can dance, too,” she said with childish pride..
298 people found this
review helpful