Jerome K. Jerome

Jerome K. Jerome

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Portrait of Jerome K. Jerome Jerome K. Jerome An Item of Fashionable Intelligence (1897)

Dead silence was maintained for a few seconds, and then Mary, drawing the daintiest of handkerchiefs from her pocket, began to cry. The countess must have been a poor diplomatist, or she might have thought of this; or she may have remembered her own appearance on the rare occasions when she, a big, raw-boned girl, had attempted the softening influence of tears, and have attached little importance to the possibility. But when these soft, dimpled women cry, and cry quietly, it is another matter. Their eyes grow brighter, and the tears, few and far between, lie like dewdrops on a rose leaf.
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Portrait of Jerome K. Jerome Jerome K. Jerome An Item of Fashionable Intelligence (1897)

It was not, therefore, until the evening before the wedding that the Hodskiss family arrived in force, filling Aunt Jane's small dwelling to its utmost capacity. The swelling figure of the contractor, standing beside the tiny porch, compelled the passer-by to think of the doll's house in which the dwarf resides during fair-time, ringing his own bell out of his own first-floor window.
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Portrait of Jerome K. Jerome Jerome K. Jerome An Item of Fashionable Intelligence (1897)

A woman may be critical of her lover's shortcomings, but at the very least, he is good enough for every other woman.
"Well, she happens to care for somebody else," answered his lordship; "she told me so herself."
That would account for it. "And is she willing to marry you?" enquired Mary.
His lordship shrugged his shoulders. "Oh, well, you know, her people want it," he replied.
In spite of her trouble the girl could not help a laugh. These young swells seemed to have but small wills of their own. Her ladyship, on the other side of the door, grew nervous.
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