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Luckily, however, one evening, the Corporal, who had been, to say truth, very regular in his attendance on his master; for, bating the selfishness, consequent, perhaps, on his knowledge of the world, Jacob Bunting was a good-natured man on the whole, and liked his master as well as he did any thing, always excepting Jacobina, and board-wages; one evening, we say, the Corporal coming into Walter's apartment, found him sitting up in his bed, with a very melancholy and dejected expression of countenance.

This was a poor return for all the money which had been spent upon his education, as Theobald would have said in The Way of All Flesh. He returned home dejected, but resolved that things should be different in the future.

Will was generally sent for the milk, and his pale face and dejected look awakened the sympathies of this honest and God-fearing couple.

Happiness has so instantaneous, and, as it were, material an influence upon young, lively, and ardent natures, that Djalma, dejected and despairing only the day before, was no longer like the same person. The pale, transparent gold of his complexion was no longer tarnished by a livid hue.

At last she appeared, but with a dejected countenance, which seemed to justify Victoire's foreboding. When she saw this festive company, each child sitting between her parents, and all at her entrance looking up with affectionate pleasure, a faint smile enlivened her countenance for a moment; but she did not speak to them with her usual ease.

My feeling was that of one who has striven and failed failed through a solitary act of gross carelessness. But if I was dejected, I was no less determined. One of them was guilty. My determination was to be no longer considerate through fear of wounding the innocent.

He was in great haste, answered abruptly and very strangely, and at moments seemed not at all dejected but quite cheerful.” “But what is the matter with you? What’s wrong?” cried Pyotr Ilyitch, looking wildly at his guest. “How is it that you’re all covered with blood? Have you had a fall? Look at yourself!” He took him by the elbow and led him to the glass.

Loafed away last evening somehow. A wan electric light half lit the room after dark; the souls "twittered" like Homer's in dejected knots. "Fatigues all day, and a pass into town once a week," seem to be the prospect. Reveillé to-day at six.

So saying, he clapped that dejected companion on the shoulder, turned upon his heel, and walked out into the passage, whither poor Mr Pinch, after lingering irresolutely in the parlour for a few seconds, expressing in his countenance the deepest mental misery and gloom followed him. Then they took up the box between them, and sallied out to meet the mail.

Faulkner was commenting upon my dejected appearance Nina told me frankly that I looked dirty. "I have been up all night," I said, for there was no longer any reason why I should not explain what had happened. "We were not in bed until four o'clock," Nina answered proudly. "What have you been doing?" Mrs. Faulkner asked. "I have been nursing a man who is ill," I replied. "Infectious?" Mrs.