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For some who seem wise are most fools, for all their wisdom they spill in covetousness and care about the world. If thou sawest a man have precious stones wherewith he might buy a kingdom, if he gave them for an apple, as a child will do, rightly mightest thou say that he was not wise but a great fool.
She made a lovely picture in this dim light, as she sat in the corner of the old manger, holding a rosy-cheeked apple at a tantalising distance from Titmouse's nose: yet she was perhaps not altogether lovely. She was brilliant rather than absolutely beautiful. The white skin was powdered with freckles.
But he supported her weary little form, he held her in a strong, firm clasp, and, a fine dancer himself, he completed the "Apple Blossom Dance" with her, which she never could have done alone. Then, after bowing together to the delighted and tumultuously applauding audience, he led her to a seat, and shielded her from the unthinking crowd, who begged her to dance for them again.
Whereupon, returning into the house, I was immediately accosted by the monster I had seen before, which goblin was now going to fly at me; whereat I did cry out: "'The whole armor of God be between me and you! "So it sprang back and flew over the apple tree, shaking many apples off the tree in its flying over.
Grisell could truly say, in a half-choked voice, "Never since she was a child," for no mirror had come in her way since she was at Warwick House. She was upborne by the thought that it would be a relief to him not to see anything like a rotten apple. He went on "My first answer and first thought was rather death and of my word to my Eleanor. Ah! you marvel to see me here now.
He pointed to a blue mark on his forehead, which, he told us, was a track scar, and described a bad fall that had cost him two teeth, and broken others. The gaps among his teeth were plain to see as he smiled. Presently the waiter brought dessert, and the young man opposite took an apple.
We met at the accustomed hour at night in aunt's room, in the full dress of Adam and Eve before they munched the apple.
A forlorn-looking cottage with a scrap of ill-tended cabbage garden and a few aged apple trees stood at an angle where a swift flowing stream widened out for a space into a decent sized pond before hurrying away again through the willows that had checked its course.
Landry offered the halves of his second apple, and the three stood there a moment, near the foot of the stairs, talking and eating their apples from the points of their penknives. "I feel sort of seedy this morning," Semple observed between mouthfuls. "Was up late last night at a stag. A friend of mine just got back from Europe, and some of the boys were giving him a little dinner.
Lloyd is dead, and the factory's closed." "I heard she was very low Mrs. Jones told me so yesterday," said Fanny, in a hushed voice. Andrew began paring another apple. He was quite pale. "When is the funeral to be, did you hear?" asked Fanny. Ellen was hanging up her hat and coat in the entry. "Day after to-morrow." "Have you heard anything about the hands sending flowers?" "No."
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