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Suddenly he threw back both shoulders and his eyes grew bright in full comprehension of the situation he had discovered. "Señor!" he whispered. "Yes?" echoed the American in a dull voice. "Señor suppose suppose I have confused the signals?" The tone was insinuating.
From such a wretch as that, one might look for almost anything! For ten minutes or more, as we whirled along the line in the Pullman car, I was too dazed and confused to notice anything around me.
"We have accompanied him here in safety; we regret to part with him; but feeling that he will prove himself a faithful sentinel of our country's interests, we devoutly pray that his mission may be an unprecedented round of successes," said he. Indeed, he astonished every one present with his facility for paying compliments, and so confused the general that he was at a loss what to say in reply.
The light was dim, and all I could make out was arms and legs and bodies inextricably confused. Never was there such a tangle of humanity. They were all lying in the straw, and over, and under, and around one another. Eighty-four husky hoboes take up a lot of room when they are stretched out. The men I stepped on were resentful.
Then came a long pause; she scanned each row in search of her sisters, and only was confused by the host of heads; felt lost and lonely, and turned her eyes and mind to the silent grandeur to the east, rather than the throng to the west.
Next, moving slowly, with a confused clatter of hoofs on the pavement, rode a party of mounted gentlemen, the central figure being Sir Edmund Andros, elderly, but erect and soldier-like. Those around him were his favorite councillors and the bitterest foes of New England.
One night she woke up suddenly, in the dawn, her heart beating tumultuously. She had been dreaming of her meeting her possible meeting with Roger. Her face was flushed, her memory confused. She could not recall the exact words or incidents of the dream, only that Roger had been in some way terrible and terrifying.
"By the way," interrupted Wiles infelicitously, "where's your young man, your private secretary, Dobbs?" The Congressman for a moment looked confused. "He is not here. And I must correct your error in applying that term to him. I have never put my confidence in the hands of any one." "But you introduced him to me as your secretary?" "A mere honorary title, sir. A brevet rank.
When the day's journey ended I had seen so much that was beautiful, and so varied in its beauty, that I felt confused and bewildered.
Strange visions they are; the confused and seething phantasmagoria of a shattered life; himself regarding himself as another figure, and beginning to pity this poor wretch who is not permitted to die. "Poor wretch poor wretch!" he says to himself. "Did they use to call you Macleod; and what is it that has brought you to this?" See now!
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