Margaret Cameron

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Margaret Cameron The Golden Rule Dollivers (1911)

Then said she, sighing:
“Why do we always have to wait and wait for a street-car, if we happen to want one, when at home we can hardly hear ourselves think for the clatter of their continual passing?”
“Why in thunder don't we own a car?” grumbled her husband, voicing with keen relish an oft-repeated lament. “Who are all these motoring people, that they should roll by in gaudy glory, puffing smoke in our faces, while we sizzle on a curb waiting for a contemptible street-car? Insolent, vulgar, blatant ostentation, I call it!”
Marjorie laughed.
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Margaret Cameron The Golden Rule Dollivers (1911)

The next morning, promising to come back in time to motor out into the country again for luncheon, Dolliver cheerfully betook himself to the business district. Marjorie saw him no more until after twelve, when he returned less buoyantly, a deep wrinkle between his brows.
“This is young Mr. Golden-Rule Dolliver, isn't it?”
“What's the matter, dear?” asked his wife. “Didn't you get it?”
“I don't know whether I did or not. I think he thought I lied.”
“Who thought you lied?” she indignantly demanded.
Corbin. Marjorie, do you know who our poor but proud old party was yesterday?
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Margaret Cameron The Golden Rule Dollivers (1911)

Nor was he disappointed when, at on o'clock, he led her out to the little five-passenger car which at the moment represented to them the fulfilment of their dearest dream. It stood for country in the midst of town, and rest in the heart of endeavor. It stood for a closer companionship with each other, and for a wider, freer, more helpful hospitality than their small apartment enabled them to exercise.
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