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Excerpt from Tales for Christmas Eve
Failure No. 253, I don''t doubt,'' I said to myself, as I toiled up the steps with my soul athirst for afternoon tea, and feeling as ill-tem pered as you please. So much for my spirit of prophecy. Fate, I have noticed, is often fond of contradicting us ?at, and giving the lie to our little predictions. Once inside, I thought I had got into a small compartment of Heaven by mistake. Fresh as a daisy, clean as a cherry, bright as a seraph''s face, it is all these, and a hundred more, only that my limited stock of similes is exhausted. Two drawing-rooms as pretty as ever woman crammed with people she did not care two straws about; white curtains with rose-coloured ones underneath, festooned in the sweetest way; marvellously, immorally becoming, my dear, as I ascertained entirely for.
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Failure No. 253, I don''t doubt,'' I said to myself, as I toiled up the steps with my soul athirst for afternoon tea, and feeling as ill-tem pered as you please. So much for my spirit of prophecy. Fate, I have noticed, is often fond of contradicting us ?at, and giving the lie to our little predictions. Once inside, I thought I had got into a small compartment of Heaven by mistake. Fresh as a daisy, clean as a cherry, bright as a seraph''s face, it is all these, and a hundred more, only that my limited stock of similes is exhausted. Two drawing-rooms as pretty as ever woman crammed with people she did not care two straws about; white curtains with rose-coloured ones underneath, festooned in the sweetest way; marvellously, immorally becoming, my dear, as I ascertained entirely for.
About the Publisher
Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com
This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.
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Publisher - Forgotten Books
Language - English
Hardback
Contributors
Author
Rhoda Broughton
Published Date -
ISBN - 9780266191117
Dimensions - 22.9 x 15.2 x 1.2 cm
Page Count - 223
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Contributors
Author
Rhoda Broughton
Published Date -
ISBN - 9781331230168
Dimensions - 22.9 x 15.2 x 1.2 cm
Page Count - 225
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