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Alice Sit-By-The-Fire

Creator: Barrie, J. M. (James Matthew), 1860-1937
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ALICE. 'Oh, I was hoping you knew her well. She goes sometimes to the Deans and the Rawlings--all our old Indian friends--' STEVE. 'So do I, but we never happened to be there at the same time. They often speak of her though.' ALICE. 'What do they say?' STEVE. 'They are enthusiastic--an ideal, sweet girl.' ALICE, relieved, 'I'm so glad. Now you can go, Steve.' STEVE. 'It's odd to think of the belle of the Punjab as a mother of a big girl.' ALICE. 'Don't; or I shall begin to think it's absurd myself.' STEVE. 'Surely the boy felt the spell.' She shakes her head. 'But the boys always did.' ALICE, wryly, 'They were older boys.' STEVE. 'I believe I was the only one you never flirted with.' ALICE, smiling, 'No one could flirt with you, Steve.'
Bank of the Manhattan Company Chartered 1799: A Progressive Commercial Bank

THE WATER SYSTEM At the first meeting of the Directors, held at the house of Edward Barden, Innkeeper, on April 11th, 1799, the following Directors were present: DANIEL LUDLOW, JOHN WATTS, JOHN B. CHURCH, BROCKHOLST LIVINGSTON, WILLIAM LAIGHT, PASCAL N. SMITH, SAMUEL OSGOOD, JOHN STEVENS, JOHN B. COLES, JOHN BROOME, AARON BURR, and RICHARD HARRISON, Recorder of the City of New York, Ex. Officio,
STEVE, pondering, 'I wonder why.' The problem has troubled him occasionally for years. ALICE. 'I wonder.' STEVE. 'I suppose there's some sort of want in me.' ALICE. 'Perhaps that's it. No, it's because you were always such a good boy.' STEVE, wincing, 'I don't know. Sometimes when I saw you all flirting I wanted to do it too, but I could never think of how to begin.' With a sigh, 'I feel sure there's something pleasant about it.' ALICE, 'You're a dear, old donkey, Steve, but I'm glad you came, it has made the place seem more like home. All these years I was looking forward to home; and now I feel that perhaps it is the place I have left behind me.' The joyous gurgling of Molly draws them to the nursery door; and there they are observed by Amy and Ginevra who enter from the hall. The screen is close to the two girls, and they have so often in the last week seen stage figures pop behind screens that, mechanically as it were, they pop behind this one. STEVE, who little knows that he is now entering on the gay career, 'Listen to the infant.'