mademoiselle's

Caroline had no objection to this Belgian cookery - indeed she rather liked it for a change; and it was well she did so, for had she evinced any disrelish thereof, such manifestation would have injured her in mademoiselle's good graces for ever; a positive crime might have been more easily pardoned than a symptom of distaste for the foreign comestibles.

Shirley, by Charlotte Bronte 2004

Polly could n't get on with her at first, for Maud did n't seem like a child, and often corrected Polly in her conversation and manners, though little mademoiselle's own were anything but perfect.

An Old-Fashioned Girl 1950

I confess that I knew not what to do, or which way to turn, for if mademoiselle's courage failed now it was fatal.

Orrain A Romance S. Levett-Yeats

Yet when the music sounded and the line was forming I was a little late in reaching her side, for I had been following the chevalier's example and getting my dances promised ahead, and Mademoiselle Chouteau had been so full of her little French coquetries I had found it hard to get away in time to claim mademoiselle's hand.

The Rose of Old St. Louis Mary Dillon

"I regret that I cannot accept mademoiselle's invitation; I have promised my services elsewhere"; and with another low bow I turned on my heel and, holding my head high, went back to weave garlands with

The Rose of Old St. Louis Mary Dillon

My eyes were on my belt, but not so closely but that I could see a little smile hover around mademoiselle's lips, and I thought she was not displeased to find I had a little spirit of my own and was not always to be cowed by her scornful airs.

The Rose of Old St. Louis Mary Dillon

I had fully intended to make no stay at all at Mulberry Hill, but go on at once to my uncle's; but now that there was no chance left me, -- that marching orders I dared not disobey ordered me East at once, -- I realized that lurking in the depths of my heart had been a secret hope that something would happen to delay me longer in mademoiselle's society.

The Rose of Old St. Louis Mary Dillon

But the night was passing, and gently lifting mademoiselle's arm and placing it so that it should once more hold her secure on her pillion,

The Rose of Old St. Louis Mary Dillon

And Ma adopted a sarcastic air and congratulated "mademoiselle" as she threw the white wrapper over "mademoiselle's" shoulders.

The Bill-Toppers J. Andr�� Castaigne

If my suspicions of the contents of mademoiselle's note were correct, then I could not quickly enough rid myself of every emblem of the allegiance I had once owed to the First

The Rose of Old St. Louis Mary Dillon