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Portrait of Booth Tarkington Booth Tarkington The Magnificent Ambersons — Chapter VIII (1918)

So she wanted to get married! And wanted George's mother to help her with this horseless-carriage widower!
“Well, I will be shot!” he muttered aloud. “I will—I certainly will be shot!” And he began to laugh. “Lord 'lmighty!”
But presently, at the thought of the horseless-carriage widower's daughter, his grimness returned, and he resolved upon a line of conduct for the evening. He would nod to her carelessly when he first saw her; and, after that, he would notice her no more: he would not dance with her; he would not favour her in the cotillion—he would not go near her!
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Portrait of Booth Tarkington Booth Tarkington The Magnificent Ambersons — Chapter VIII (1918)

But George was glummer than the December twilight now swiftly closing in.
“That darned horse!” he said.
“I wouldn't bother about Pendennis, Georgie,” said his uncle. “You can send a man out for what's left of the cutter to-morrow, and Pendennis will gallop straight home to his stable: he'll be there a long while before we will, because all we've got to depend on to get us home is Gene Morgan's broken-down chafing-dish yonder.”
They were approaching the machine as he spoke, and his friend, again underneath it, heard him. He emerged, smiling. “She'll go,” he said.
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Portrait of Booth Tarkington Booth Tarkington The Magnificent Ambersons — Chapter VIII (1918)

Fanny cried impatiently. “Eugene Morgan isn't in your father's thoughts at all, one way or the other. Why should he be?”
George hesitated. “Well—it strikes me—— Look here, what makes you and—and everybody—so excited over him?”
“Excited!” she jeered. “Can't people be glad to see an old friend without silly children like you having to make a to-do about it? I've just been in your mother's room suggesting that she might give a little dinner for them——”
“For who?”
“For whom, Georgie! For Mr. Morgan and his daughter.”
“Look here!” George said quickly. “Don't do that! Mother mustn't do that.
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