Henry King

“ Dallas files suit, it will reveal a little escapade you have been hiding for years—"
"It's all a pack of lies about me and Ed Munn!"
"Damn you! I'm a lady—I am! Are you tryin' to insult me?"
"I'll never give him a divorce! I'll fight—I'll fight!"
How big and empty the little flat seemed without Laurel.
"I guess I was afraid—that you were never coming home."
"Oh, mother, I had the best time! A whole week at Mrs. Morrison's——I wish you could know her——"
As Laurel grew up, Stella always spent the summers at exclusive resorts where Laurel could meet, "nice young people". ”

“ Dallas may be divorced?"
"I should say not! My husband's business keeps him in New York——my friends and your school keep me here."
"Mother, what did Miss Philiburn want?"
"Keep your shirt on, old girl——I'll be right up!"
"Always wanting everything so darn plain and simple—if you ain't the very spit of your father."
"Gee, Ed, you're certainly nutty about Lollie. Anybody would think that you were her father."
"Laurel is going to have a wonderful birthday party. I'm making her a dress and tomorrow I'm going to the city and buy some beautiful favors." ”

“ He had passed no one on the road but a Hatburn.
"I only tried to clip off his ear, but he moved."
"Don't hinder me. I'm the Government's agent--and David Kinemon too."
"I wonder what's happened---David's late."
"You can depend on David. His ambition has always been to drive the hack."
POST
OFFICE
"It seems only yesterday he was a child and sat on my knee while I read his favorite story of David and Goliath, and now--he's a man and driving the government mail." ”

“ Mother
"Stephen—that pitiful letter—couldn't you read between the lines?"
"Helen dear, you see with the eyes of an angel."
"No, Stephen—with the eyes of a mother."
Autumn is here—people have returned to their city homes, but no one knows what has become of Stella Dallas.
Mr. and Mrs. Stephen Dallas
request the honor of your presence
at the marriage of their daughter
Laurel
to
Mr. Richard Van Dyke Grovesnor
on the evening of Thursday
"You'd better pull down the shade on that side window." ”

“ Make Your Home a
LOVE NEST!
MORNING GLORIES, your [...] colored messengers of [...] convert your [...] into a LOVERS' NOOK.
Feast your eyes upon the nodding blossoms in your own back yard. Inhale the perfume of Heaven's own [...] . ”

“ The sun crossing the eastern mountains found Greenstream peacefully awake.
Allan drove the daily hack 20 miles into West Virginia.
John Galt,
storekeeper, village postmaster, and richest man in the Valley.
LAWRENCE EDDINGER
On such a gentle summer day it seemed that nothing could disturb the peace of Greenstream. ”

“ STEPHEN DALLAS JR.
HELEN DANE BEAUTIFUL BRIDE
MRS. CORNELIUS MORRISON (nee Helen Dane)
Following the ultra-fashionable wedding last evening of Miss Helen Dane to Mr. Cornelius Morrison, the happy couple sailed upon the Lagario for a leisurely trip through the West Indies.
They expect to be at home to their countless friends after June 15th. [...]
Since childhood, Stella Martin schemed to rise above her sordid surroundings.
"Pa, who's that fellow? He always looks so lonesome. Why don't you ask him over sometime?" ”

“ The longest-living author of this work died in 1982, so this work is in the public domain in countries and areas where the copyright term is the author's life plus 41 years or less. This work may be in the public domain in countries and areas with longer native copyright terms that apply the rule of the shorter term to foreign works. ”

“ We're going aboard early."
"I can't get it. When you are just stepping out into society with the kind of people you like——"
"I'm on, Laurel—you've had a quarrel with your young man."
"Mother—please don't say 'your young man.'"
"Mrs. ”