Loring had got over the first novelty of having the moon descend to his crying.
Close by the stern stood Black Simon with the pennon of the house of Loring.
The boy still hadn't made a decision when, the next day, Loring Blade came in.
Allow me to present our neighbor, Mr. Loring, of the Loringwood you admired so greatly.
As the door closed behind him, Loring turned to me with a rueful shake of the head.
I trust Mr. Loring will forgive my panic––I fear it annoyed him.
But I knew that must have been Dr. Loring, a celebrated physician, and my husband's dearest friend.
“And by destroying it you gave me back to the Loring estate,” she said, quietly.
Ted heard Loring Blade start his pickup and watched the red taillight bobbing down their driveway.
You are, I believe, the officer whom General Loring sent me once before?