(Much luck Natalie will have, with those freckles), Margot thought, her spite laced with a slipping envy, knowing herself too squat and large-handed to compete with the prettier women like Natalie, freckles or not.
The long-running play finally closed on Broadway, just short of setting a record for longest playing.
Mr. Cooke at once began a tirade against the residents of Asquith for permitting a sandy and generally disgraceful condition of the roads. So roundly did he vituperate the inn management in particular, and with such a loud flow of words, that I trembled lest he should be heard on the veranda.
[…] And thus the soul, By that sweet taste of pleasure unpursu’d Doth find itself insensibly dispos’d To virtue and true goodness.
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