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Foster had proposed to her that afternoon in the park. We, far off in the drawing-room, heard the shrill whistle with which Livingstone greeted the intelligence. "You accepted him, of course?" he said. "O Guy!" Miss Raymond answered, blushing more than ever. Do you know I think I saw the tears standing in his eyes; and I only guessed at the words when he said 'God bless you!"

The small maid, blushing with pleasure, left the room, both arms full of feminine apparel; Selwyn rang for tea, then strolled back to the window, where he stood with both hands thrust into his coat-pockets, staring out at the sunset. A primrose light bathed the city.

And great barricades of ice still in the rivers blocking them up, and ponding them. You may take my word for it, Mistress Lorna, that your pretty bower is six feet deep. 'Well, my bower has served its time', said Lorna, blushing as she remembered all that had happened there; 'and my bower now is here, John.

Arnot observed this glance and the blushing face of his niece, and drew his own conclusions; but he only said dryly: "That remark is about as inexplicable as some of your performances at the office of late." Laura soon after excused herself and sought a refuge in her aunt's room, which, being darkened, prevented the lady from seeing her burning cheeks and general air of vexation and disquiet.

Crull, when she first heard, from the lips of the blushing Pet, that Bog had proposed and been accepted, immediately outlined the plan of a wedding at her house, which should be something unprecedented in point of magnificence.

"You know very well, Agricola," said the sempstress, blushing up to the eyes, "that I ought not to go out with you and your mother again." "Why not, madame? May I ask, without impropriety, the cause of this refusal?" said Agricola gayly. The poor girl smiled sadly, and replied, "Because I will not expose you to a quarrel on my account, Agricola."

Duane believed her a descendant of one of the old French families of eastern Texas. He was sure of it when she looked at him, drawn by his rather persistent gaze. There were pride, fire, and passion in her eyes. Duane felt himself blushing in confusion. His stare at her had been rude, perhaps, but unconscious. How many years had passed since he had seen a girl like her!

We could now see plainly the nature of the roof, hung with beautiful stalactites of many graceful forms, giving to the great arch the appearance of some grand specimen of Gothic tracery, through which we looked upon the ravine lit up by the outer sunshine, with its green, and gold, and blushing floral hues.

And now, as she dropped her gaze, he saw her start as her eyes rested on the tangled ropes that Lawler had torn from the two fence cutters when he had released them after he had carried her into the cabin. The ropes were lying on the floor where he had thrown them in his haste. "Has has anything happened?" she asked, looking swiftly at him, blushing again. "Plenty," he said; "you came."

There and then for the first time did Maltravers press upon that modest and blushing cheek the kiss of Love, of Hope, the seal of a union he fondly hoped the grave itself could not dissolve! Queen. Whereon do you look? Hamlet. On him, on him, look you how pale he glares! Hamlet.