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Usage examples of ashby.

I was going to tell you how many unmistakeable admirers I had:- Sir Thomas Ashby was one, - Sir Hugh Meltham and Sir Broadley Wilson are old codgers, only fit companions for papa and mamma.

It was dated from Ashby Park, where she was come to settle down at last, having previously divided her time between the continent and the metropolis.

I will not deny that I derived some consolation from the idea that, as Ashby Park was not very far from Horton, I might possibly see Mr.

And now you shall have some tea - it will soon be dinner-time, but I thought, as you were accustomed to dine at one, you would perhaps like better to have a cup of tea about this time, and to dine when we lunch: and then, you know, you can have your tea in this room, and that will save you from having to dine with Lady Ashby and Sir Thomas: which would be rather awkward - at least, not awkward, but rather - a - you know what I mean.

And now, Lady Ashby, I have one more piece of advice to offer you, which is, that you will not make an enemy of your mother-in-law.

I could render myself so little serviceable, my residence at Ashby Park became doubly painful.

Nevertheless, it was with a heavy heart that I bade adieu to poor Lady Ashby, and left her in her princely home.

I awoke early on the third morning after my return from Ashby Park - the sun was shining through the blind, and I thought how pleasant it would be to pass through the quiet town and take a solitary ramble on the sands while half the world was in bed.

He had no doubt that Reba Ashby would write a sensational article about the scarf.

Reba Ashby had been on the scene on Monday, and was back on Tuesday, furiously scribbling her impressions.

That insidious columnist, Reba Ashby, has been staying at The Breakers all week and is omnipresent in the community, gathering gossip.

Joyce confided to Ashby that she was virtually certain she knew who had removed the scarf from under the pocketbook that evening.

Thursday afternoon, not wanting to run into Bernice Joyce again, Reba Ashby had checked out of The Breakers Hotel and moved to the Inn at the Shore in Belmar, a few miles away.

In two minutes she was at Ashby Avenue, and in another sixty seconds she had pulled into the gated parking lot of the thirty-story condominium.

Harpers Ferry and the haunting grounds of the An tietam battlefield park, Grace and Dan had driven up the Shenandoah Valley to Berryville and then through the rolling Virginia countryside to the Ashby Gap, where Route 50 cut through the Blue Ridge range as it headed east toward Middleburg and, eventually, Washington.