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They had their caps in their hands, and didn't say anything but brushed their hair back and took their seats in the first place they could find, which happened to be Cap's cot. Cap didn't notice 'em till after Cap Summerville had caught his queen and then checkmated him in two moves.
"Come," she said at last, stretching out her hand, "let's go upstairs. I have kept you up, deary, and I know you must be very tired." The house seemed filled with a shadowy presence something intangible, but portentous, for both good and ill. Ruth took down the heavy mass of white hair and brushed it back, tying it at the neck with a ribbon, in girlish fashion, as Miss Ainslie always did.
Sylvia went hurrying past him, not looking again, although her clothes almost brushed his, as he stood there still. She had not gone a yard no, not half a yard when her heart leaped up and fell again dead within her, as if she had been shot. 'Sylvia! he said, in a voice tremulous with joy and passionate love. 'Sylvia!
His cruelties, his weaknesses were forgotten, brushed away by an infinite love that had no power nor inclination to judge. She loved him, and he was dead. He was gone beyond her ken; and for the moment in her grief she longed to be with him. In the midst of her tears she prayed prayed for the poor weak soul, winging its way in the mysterious Beyond. She asked Him that his sins might be forgiven.
Into the middle of the ring of guests she would march, handkerchief bundle in hand, and to her credit would remain, if not the greatest applause, at least the biggest laugh of the afternoon! Darsie drew down her sleeve, brushed the top coating of dust from the handkerchief, and hurried onwards towards the cedar lawn.
Selwyn, who knew that necessity has nothing to do with delicacies of this order, replied, "Take it, why, quarterly to be sure!" Mr. Jesse's anecdotes are generally well told, but their version is sometimes different from ours. Selwyn was one day walking up St James's Street with Lord Pembroke, when a couple of sweeps brushed against them. "Impudent rascals!" exclaimed Lord Pembroke.
We went last night to see the "Fantocini," a little comedy in French and Italian, by puppets, and when it was over, and we waited for our coach, a tall, elderly, foreign-looking woman brushed quickly past us, calling out, "My God! What shall I do? I have lost my company, and in this place I don't know anybody." "We shall but follow the golden rule," said Mrs.
The Catamaran, left without control, luffed suddenly round beam-end to the wind; the boom obeyed the impulse of the breeze; and Lilly Lalee, uplifted upon its end, was brushed off from the craft, and jerked far out upon the blue bosom of the ocean! The cry came from little William, as the Portuguese girl, lifted on the end of the boom, was pitched far out into the sea.
So quickly he brushed aside his self-interest, and held out the little bundle of fishes and bread. Now, fellows, watch What? a triple play at a world series and twenty thousand fans leaping and yelling like mad? Bless you, no. Something happened right then which will be remembered a millennium after baseball has been forgotten.
Jo, smiling, as the bee spread his dusty wings and flew away. Nan brushed off a bright drop or two that shone on the window-sill, and nestled against her friend as she took her on her knee, adding kindly for she had seen the little drops, and knew what they meant, "Do you think my mother's cure for running away a good one?" "Yes, ma'am," answered Nan, quite subdued by her quiet day.
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