Who that cares much to know the history of man, and how the mysterious mixture behaves under the varying experiments of Time, has not dwelt, at least briefly, on the life of Saint Theresa, has not smiled with some gentleness at the thought of the little girl walking forth one morning hand-in-hand with her still smaller brother, to go and seek martyrdom in the country of the Moors?
Here and there is born a Saint Theresa, foundress of nothing, whose loving heart-beats and sobs after an unattained goodness tremble off and are dispersed among hindrances, instead of centring in some long-recognizable deed.
You've questioned her long enough, you gentlemen, and now she is coming to her own room, just with her old Theresa, to get the rest that she badly needs.
Theresa Wright is her name, and the kind of maid you don't pick up nowadays.
My dear Theresa, as I told you before, I don't know.
At the first warning, Theresa began casually to clear away the dishes.
As for our landlady, she is a dirty little old woman who always walks about in a dressing-gown and slippers, and never ceases to shout at Theresa
But at that instant a tall Austrian general in a greatcoat, with the order of Maria Theresa
on his neck and a black bandage round his head, who had evidently just arrived, entered quickly, slamming the door.
March put the question with what the girls called her `Maria Theresa
le Cardinal, on the contrary, has brought about the marriage of his majesty with the Infanta Maria Theresa
Hessier, a dancer, married Dom Fernando, brother to the King of Portugal.
She went off on a familiar train of thought, leading on to all kinds of well-known reflections, from the old wonder, why Theresa
had married Willoughby?