Alice Duer Miller and Henry Wise Miller

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Alice Duer Miller and Henry Wise Miller Scribner's Magazine, Volume 28… (1900)

Why an uncle? And uncle who? When? Who was there? What was the occasion?"
At this instant Hexham burst out from among the palms. "Leila," he cried, "do you mean to tell me that this is the last bottle of light beer in the house?"
"I don't know, Peter," she faltered, "I'll go and see," and she disappeared, leaving me a prey to Hexham and the mythical uncle.
Hexham led me whither the glimmer of a white tablecloth, covered with the implements for the concoction of a Welsh rarebit, was visible among the palms and india-rubber trees.
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Alice Duer Miller and Henry Wise Miller Scribner's Magazine, Volume 28… (1900)

She looked at Hexham. The light of battle still glinted in his eyes. She looked at me, and beheld me, in fancy, sharing the fate of the victim of the lobby. Perhaps a dormant taste for intrigue; perhaps an appearance of gentility on my part to which she was mistaken enough to trust; more probably a natural desire to free herself as quickly as possible from a situation which her lack of mental ballast exaggerated to itself; perhaps a mingling of all three led her finally to lean forward and say:
"Peter, I want to introduce you to Mr.——"
"Shimmelpinneck," I murmured.
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Alice Duer Miller and Henry Wise Miller The Parting of the Waters (1900)

Over the green tops of these rises the whole stretch of Washington. Mrs. Waters ensconced herself on a bench before the fountain, let her eyes rest on the flaming beds of crocuses set in the lawn, then on the Capitol to one side and the Monument to the other. Some children were racing along the asphalt walk. Mrs. Waters blinked her eyes in the sun and found life very good.
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