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"We'll never play to empty benches, no matter what the weather. But hurry up now and come down to breakfast. We won't dare to eat very much at lunch and we'd better fill up now." It was Thanksgiving Day, and the Blues had come up to New York the night before, so that they might have a good night's rest before the most important game of the season.
But, just as it neared the bar, a stiff gust of wind from the north caught it and deflected it from its course. It curved down and out, striking the post and bounded back into the field, where Ensley fell upon it. The hearts of the Blues went down into their boots, while their opponents capered about and hugged each other.
An' when he'd git the blues, 'n' feel kind o'scruffy, 'n' aggravated 'n' disgusted knowin' as he did, that the bills was runnin' up all the time an' we warn't makin' a cent he would curl up on a gunny sack in the corner an' go to sleep.
He turned several times to consider the table-land of La Pelerine which he was leaving behind him, across which he could still hear faintly at intervals the drums of the National Guard descending into the valley of Couesnon at the same time that the Blues were descending into that of La Pelerine. "Can either of you," he said to his two friends, "guess the motives of that attack of the Chouans?
This speech, combined with my companion's haughty manner and fierce face, had such an effect upon the landlord that he straightway sent us in the breakfast which had been prepared for three officers of the Blues, who were waiting for it in the next apartment.
By the time the red disk of the sun had crept above the eastern horizon he had shaken off his fit of the blues. The sun looked large and bland and friendly, and, somehow, the partisan of integrity and honor. He drew strength from it. Cleggett, like all poetic souls, was responsive to these familiar recurrent phenomena of nature. The sun did him another office.
The girl now took off Rosalie's ring and put it carefully away in her pocket. "It won't matter who sees me now," she remarked, "an' I want 'em to know that you an' me, Cap'n, are running this kingdom. I'm Queen o' the Pinkies an' Booloorooess o' the Blues, an' " "What's that?" asked the sailor. "You're you're WHAT, Trot?" "Booloorooess. Isn't that right, Cap'n?" "I dunno, mate.
It is flimsy and misty, and, as to color, the quality to which I was specially directed, if total disregard of arrangement, if the scattering of tawdry reds and blues and yellows over the picture, all quarrelling for the precedence; if leather complexions varied by those of chalk, without truth or depth or tone, constitute good color, then are they finely colored.
They are as easily adapted to the wood panels of a modern dining-room as is stuff by the yard, the pattern being merely a mass of trees divisible almost anywhere. The colour scheme is often worked out in blues instead of greens; a narrow border is on undisturbed pieces, and the reverse of the tapestry is as full of loose threads as the back of a cashmere rug.
For a few seconds the crackling of twigs on the bushes, and the sound of steps among the underbrush, was heard. Then all was silent. "Well," asked Cadoudal, "do you think that with such men I have anything to fear from the Blues, brave as they may be?" Roland heaved a sigh; he was of Cadoudal's opinion. They rode on.
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