Mavering

The boat got into Portland at nine o'clock, and Mavering left her, taking his hand-bag with him, and letting his trunk go on to Boston.

April Hopes William Dean Howells 1878

In the civil and satirical parley which followed, no one answered another, but young Mavering bore as full a part as the elder ladies, and only his father and Alice were silent: his guests got themselves out of his room.

April Hopes William Dean Howells 1878

"And did she rush?" asked Boardman, filling up a pause which Mavering made in wiping his face.

April Hopes William Dean Howells 1878

"I'm afraid you're dreadfully tired," said Mavering to the girl, in a low voice, as he lifted her from her place when they reached the hotel through the provisional darkness, and found that after all it was only dinner-time.

April Hopes William Dean Howells 1878

Mavering caught him, and tried to beat him; his fists fell like bolls of cotton; the burglar drew his breath in with a long, washing sound like water.

April Hopes William Dean Howells 1878

Mavering sprang at him with a demand for the reason of his being there.

April Hopes William Dean Howells 1878

She had already talked its splendours over with Mavering the same evening.

April Hopes William Dean Howells 1878

Mavering broke into a conscious laugh, but full of delight, and with his handkerchief to his face had almost missed the greeting of some ladies who bowed to him.

April Hopes William Dean Howells 1878

"I haven't the materials," said Mavering, with his laugh.

April Hopes William Dean Howells 1878

"What do you mean?" demanded Mavering, getting up and standing over

April Hopes William Dean Howells 1878