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Fortescue built up another rounded structure of words, had a likeness to each of her parents, but these elements were rather oddly blended.
Bruno's voice blended with hers, and then the voices of all the dogs Jan knew and loved mingled in that call. Something hurt him all over, but most of the hurt was in his heart.
It verges on caricature, but is curiously and inseparably blended with a sympathy for even the lowest and vilest specimens of Mankind which is reminiscent of Dostoyevsky. In his later work he tends towards a greater simplicity, a certain "primitiveness" of outline, and a more concentrated style.
All blended into one insistent entreaty, voices, music, perfumes, calling upon him to return, but he forced his way through a passage, stifling, low and laden with the breath of remote mortality like those in the depths of Egypt's pyramids. He came forth into a vast cathedral and stood before the high altar.
The gray-haired woman with the large, honest eyes in her kind face attracted them powerfully; and those whom life held asunder, whom it tore from one another, now blended into a whole, warmed by the fire of the fearless words which, perhaps, they had long been seeking and thirsting for in their hearts their hearts insulted and revolted by the injustice of their severe life.
His face had told her the truth before he uttered: 'She is dead! It is seldom that we experience a simple emotion. When the words, incredible at first, had established their meaning in her mind, Mrs. Ormonde knew that with her human grief there blended an awe-struck thankfulness.
It came in full-toned volume across the fields, the high soaring of women's voices blended with the deeper harmony of men. "What's that?" said the Squire testily, looking in the direction of the strawberry beds, from whence the singing came. "It's only the berry-pickers, father," said David, coming through the field gate and going over to the well for a drink.
As I turned to Tizoc to ask this question, I perceived that his regard was fixed upon something on the other side of the court-yard, and in his look most tender love was blended with a deep melancholy.
Then as he looked the face grew younger, though the smile did not change, and he saw that it was Betty, after all Betty with the tenderness in her eyes and the motherly yearning in her outstretched arms. The two women he loved were forever blended in his thoughts, and he dimly realized that whatever the, future made of him, he should be moulded less by events than by the hands of these two women.
'You go wif us, signorina? His expression was blended of surprise and disapproval, but in spite of himself his tone was triumphant. 'You say to me yesterday you no want to climb any more mountain. 'I have changed my mind. 'But zis mountain to-day too long, too high. You get tired, signorina. Perhaps anozzer day we take li'l' baby mountain, zen you can go. 'I am going to-day.
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