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But he says the biography of every woman begins with the first kiss that counts, and ends when her last child is laid in her arms." "He's talking from his book." "He says unloved women have no biographies they have histories." Anthony laughed again. "Surely you don't claim to be unloved!" "Well, I suppose not." "Then why haven't you a biography? Haven't you ever had a kiss that counted?"
This was almost the extent of her learning, but she picked up all sorts of odd bits of information, in the queer mixed society which M. Linders seemed everywhere to gather round him, and which appeared to consist of waifs and strays from every grade of society from reckless young English milords, Russian princes, and Polish counts, soi-disant, down to German students and penniless artists.
Sir Edward Clarke rose and submitted that there was no case to go to the jury on the general counts. After a long legal argument for and against, Mr. Justice Wills said that he would reserve the question for the Court of Appeal. The view he took was that "the evidence was of the slenderest kind"; but he thought the responsibility must be left with the jury.
The motive behind a shot, however, does not matter. It's the bullet that counts, and his got me just above the left elbow. I was up in my stirrups, aiming at the sergeant, who was pulling his horse round to be at me. I saw splinters fly from a bough to his right. I had not looked to the spy. Now a shot rang out down the lane on his side.
"Come, Gigonnet, show a little feeling," said Chaboisseau, "they've knit your stockings for thirty years." "That counts for something," remarked Gobseck. "Are you all alone? Is it safe to speak?" said Mitral, looking carefully about him. "I come about a good piece of business." "If it is good, why do you come to us?" said Gigonnet, sharply, interrupting Mitral.
"It would be just like Bluff to take chances. He never counts the cost. Yes, sir, I just wager he started for that camp before we had been gone half an hour." "But how would he know where to find those fellows?" asked Will. "Oh! he knew, all right.
"Where all good and fit men are gone to the trenches. For my lover is much of a man, strong and brave-hearted. He adores his country, his home, and his kindred. He counts honour far above money; and liberty, more than life. My lover will earn the right to marry the girl he loves, and become the father of free men and women!"
She counts the days before she can see it, and puzzles greatly over the fact of its not possessing a name, her big black eyes getting larger and blacker as she wonders where one will be found.
The Latin historians expatiate on the rapid progress of the four counts who invaded Romania with a fleet and army, and reduced many castles and cities to the obedience of the king of Sicily. The Greeks accuse and magnify the wanton and sacrilegious cruelties that were perpetrated in the sack of Thessalonica, the second city of the empire.
Where does this paragon sleep?" "Down-stairs," I said, "next to the kitchen, at the back of the house; and you should see how carefully every night he looks to the plate-basket, counts everything, and then asks Mrs. Wilson to see it is right, locks it up, and gives her the key to take care of.
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