To forget her friends that she might go into society a countess!
The Countess had worked hard all her life, and her hands were red and big-jointed.
Now, don't worry about it any more—I expect it was the Countess told you that.
"Well, I do think it's awfully good, Dell," began the Countess.
"I just know he'll choose Bill," crowed the Countess after the flicker of the doctor's skirts.
The Countess, breathless from dancing, burst in upon the little group.
"You needn't think I'll tell, either," said the Countess, earnestly.
The Countess knows—and have Slim bring something to carry him home on.
The critics stampeded, as they always did when the Countess began to talk.
On the death of his countess, Foulques vowed to go on a crusade.