Thyme's

But this freak of Thyme's was an actual try to be everybody's sister.

Fraternity John Galsworthy 1900

The women stared at her, and in those faces, according to their different temperaments, could be seen first the same vague, hard interest that had been Thyme's when she first looked at them, then the same secret hostility and criticism, as though they too felt that by this young girl's untouched modesty, by her gushed cheeks and unsoiled clothes, their sex had given them away.

Fraternity John Galsworthy 1900

Outside Thyme's door Cecilia paused, and, hearing no sound, tapped gently.

Fraternity John Galsworthy 1900

And in Thyme's heart rose a feeling almost of hatred for this girl, who was so business-like in the presence of such sights and scents.

Fraternity John Galsworthy 1900

She went up to Thyme's room at once, and opening all the drawers and cupboards, stared into them one by one.

Fraternity John Galsworthy 1900

There was the same little wrinkle across her nose as across Thyme's nose when she spoke of Hound Street.

Fraternity John Galsworthy 1900

The colour of Thyme's face deepened from rose to crimson.

Fraternity John Galsworthy 1900

Martin's face was a queer study of contemptuous compunction; Thyme's was startled, softened, almost tearful.

Fraternity John Galsworthy 1900

Whether he meant Hilary's escape or Thyme's was doubtful, but there came on him a longing to rush up to his little daughter's room, and hug her.

Fraternity John Galsworthy 1900

Thyme's foot shot forth; it nearly came into contact with Miranda, the little bulldog.

Fraternity John Galsworthy 1900