Mrs. Wilson Woodrow

Mrs. Wilson Woodrow

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Portrait of Mrs. Wilson Woodrow Mrs. Wilson Woodrow The Mystery of the Pink Pieces… (1913)

In those days the star of Venus must have been in the ascendant, for that evening, while Monsieur and Madame Arnold sat under the eyes of the hotel, murmuring tender speeches with what discretion they could summon, Willy Gaines, finding Rose so joyous and even kind, proposed to her for the thousand and oneth time, and Phil Wodeburn proposed to Vivien Mayhew for the first.
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Portrait of Mrs. Wilson Woodrow Mrs. Wilson Woodrow The Mystery of the Pink Pieces… (1913)

She bent forward again, and spoke emphatically. “You are too absurd!”
Willy made no attempt to contradict her, but presently he turned to her and spoke as if drawing a neglected matter to her attention: “These affairs are usually sealed with a kiss.” He spoke casually. “It is considered a trifle more binding. It is, however, a matter of no importance—not really necessary.”
“So!” she said, and bent her laughing, teasing face nearer his. “Don't you want to kiss me, Willy?”
“I do,” he replied, still gently and indifferently; “but, as I told you, it is a matter of no importance.
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Portrait of Mrs. Wilson Woodrow Mrs. Wilson Woodrow The Mystery of the Pink Pieces… (1913)

Let's go up and sit on your porch, Rose. It is a heavenly night, and we can sit there and watch the moonlight on the ocean.”
He gave her no time to protest but continued his voluble conversation until they were safely on the porch, which formed an open-air extension of her sitting room.
“I think,” he said, “if you sit here you will be shielded from the wind, and if I draw my chair up beside you,” suiting the action to the words, “we shall have the effect of being absorbed in earnest conversation, and none will have the temerity to interrupt us—or is that just my fond hope?
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