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An Englishwoman's Home

Chapter 5 No.5

Word Count: 1241    |    Released on: 01/12/2017

this strange phase of our life. I know how faithfully you will keep them as I do yours. They may come in handy one d

e has to be the watchword. This for two reasons, that so many people require bolstering, wh

rough, and unless I had held my head high right along why then, it would j

nd after we had exchanged greetings she remarked with a charming smile, "How nice that you have got

ry clearly for quite a wh

y awoke in me a passion of remorse lest I had been disloyal to his precious memory. Then I just laughed weakly as I wiped my nose and eyes. Am I not his mother, and do mothers ever forget or prove disloyal? Another of "that sort of person" s

e, and Himself has got his mind firmly made up that he will fight it out. Some of our advisers would like us to take it to the law courts and make a test case of it, but our adviser-in-chief-that dear friend and great law lord who made such fun of your Nipigon fishing story at our big

articular. The kind neighbour who offered us the shelter had another proposition, that he should vacate altogether and have us take over his lease. We are going to do it, but wi

the expert. The more he says it can't be done, the more I want it done. Of course, it is our dearest treasures that have received the deadliest damag

his own town. Well, he has got a commission at last through the intervention of an old college friend who occupies the exalted position of A.D.M.S. to a part of the Nor

s since the raid. Am I pleased? Cornelia, honestly I don't know. Every woman w

't need them mercifully, as we have no garden now; only a backyard. Life is being gradually shorn of some of its more dignifi

it at once. "Yet once more, signifieth the removal of these things that are shaken-as of things that are made, that those things which cannot be shaken may remain." What do thes

nut-shell. It is a poignant

uld go without food any day if the fit of his clothes depended on it). I was worshipping all the time and Cook, our faithful chauffeur, left the car at the door to come and see whether he could help with the leggings which were rather s

to catch the north-goi

ont-but oh, Cornelia, when the door was shut and the toot of the horn echoed faintly in my ears, I

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