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- Author: Grace S Richmond
- Publisher: Kessinger Publishing
- ISBN-10: 0548314829
- ISBN-13: 9780548314821
- Format: 15.2 x 22.9 x 1.9 cm, minkšti viršeliai
- Language: English
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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1907 edition. Excerpt: ... CHAPTER XII JULIET LEASES A FARM said Mrs. Anthony Robeson, standing upon the steps of The Belsneld, in the little lakeside village of Bowness-on-Windermere, "the town is all before us where to choose. And the choice is the most important one of our whole stay in England. Where, now, is the ideal spot in which to make a home to welcome Doctor Barnes and Mr. Robeson? Wherever it is, Di, we must find it!" "If Mr. Robeson could see you," answered Diantha, with an admiring look at her friend, "he could never wait another month to come. Never, never did I see the mother of a son as old as Tony Junior look so like a girl as you. Nobody takes you for my chaperon. But I can't blame them. Just now you appear about nineteen!" "Happiness," explained Juliet. "I think I never was so happy in my life as I am this lovely summer morning. We've done it all, lived in hotels, boarding-houses and apartments, and now we're going to keep house. To keep house for the men we love--there's nothing that's such fun in the world." "I should think not--the way you do it. But do you suppose you can do it over here?" "I will, if I have to buy a house to do it in. Here comes our carriage. Now, first for the agency, and some addresses." "This is a dear little old town," said Diantha, as they drove away in the small and shabby victoria, driven by an interested driver whose tall beaver made up for other deficiencies in his livery, "much prettier than Coniston, or Ambleside, or Windermere, or any of the places we came through. There's just life enough about it to redeem it from dulness, and yet one can get right away into the hills, or off on the lake. Your men can't help liking it. Hpw did you come to pick it out?" "Doctor Barnes suggested it, among several others. Some...
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- Author: Grace S Richmond
- Publisher: Kessinger Publishing
- ISBN-10: 0548314829
- ISBN-13: 9780548314821
- Format: 15.2 x 22.9 x 1.9 cm, minkšti viršeliai
- Language: English English
This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1907 edition. Excerpt: ... CHAPTER XII JULIET LEASES A FARM said Mrs. Anthony Robeson, standing upon the steps of The Belsneld, in the little lakeside village of Bowness-on-Windermere, "the town is all before us where to choose. And the choice is the most important one of our whole stay in England. Where, now, is the ideal spot in which to make a home to welcome Doctor Barnes and Mr. Robeson? Wherever it is, Di, we must find it!" "If Mr. Robeson could see you," answered Diantha, with an admiring look at her friend, "he could never wait another month to come. Never, never did I see the mother of a son as old as Tony Junior look so like a girl as you. Nobody takes you for my chaperon. But I can't blame them. Just now you appear about nineteen!" "Happiness," explained Juliet. "I think I never was so happy in my life as I am this lovely summer morning. We've done it all, lived in hotels, boarding-houses and apartments, and now we're going to keep house. To keep house for the men we love--there's nothing that's such fun in the world." "I should think not--the way you do it. But do you suppose you can do it over here?" "I will, if I have to buy a house to do it in. Here comes our carriage. Now, first for the agency, and some addresses." "This is a dear little old town," said Diantha, as they drove away in the small and shabby victoria, driven by an interested driver whose tall beaver made up for other deficiencies in his livery, "much prettier than Coniston, or Ambleside, or Windermere, or any of the places we came through. There's just life enough about it to redeem it from dulness, and yet one can get right away into the hills, or off on the lake. Your men can't help liking it. Hpw did you come to pick it out?" "Doctor Barnes suggested it, among several others. Some...
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