She had just finished writing a short letter to Norman’s sister, Millie Warne, reporting on the plague of rats, the unsettling proposal for villas along the Windermere shoreline, and the reception at Raven Hall on Saturday. She added that she hoped to see Millie soon and sent best wishes to Mrs. ...
She crossed Robert E. Lee, went another block, and turned north on Jefferson Davis. This was a pretty part of town, and even though the houses weren’t as big and fancy as the newer ones out near the country club, they were painted white or gray with blue or red shutters, and the front porches wer...
When he died, he left his only child a small house and a nice little bundle of money, not very big, but big enough to get her started in a business. Myra May, who was a practical sort of person with a good head on her strong shoulders, spent several months considering in a logical, rational way w...
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Reynard V. Vulpes, he was being pursued across the fells by a pair of enthusiastic fox-hound pups. Of course, they couldn’t catch him, but like good fox-hounds, they were always up for the game—as was Reynard, who liked nothing better than leading the pack on a merry chase through the fields. And...