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His eyes softened with a dreamy, intense lustre that gave them a new and almost pathetic beauty, while Theos, listening to each word he uttered, wondered whether there were ever any sounds sweeter than the rise and fall of his exquisite voice, a voice as deliciously clear and mellow as a golden flute tenderly played.
The only one she shrank from was Young, with his hard, glittering eyes and red, sordid face. She received their jokes, their noise, with a silent smile which showed her even teeth and dimpled her round cheek. "She was good for sore eyes," as one of the fellows said to Shep. She seemed deliciously sweet and dainty to these roughly dressed fellows.
Balbilla colored and looked at the floor in confusion, but presently raised her face and said, as gayly and carelessly as ever: "So that you have been deliciously refreshed; and now that is done you will go home and the poor thirsty soul will once more become the great architect.
Much the same view is this as John Evelyn's first sight of Chaumont, on a May day long ago: "We took boate," wrote Evelyn, "passing by Chaumont, a proud castle on the left hand; before it a small island deliciously shaded with tall trees." As we motored through the village street, whose houses run parallel with the river, we noticed that the town seemed to be en fête.
The air, that came to her in puffs through the car window, was deliciously soft and mild; steeped with the rich languor of the Indian summer, that had already touched the tree tops, the sloping hill-side, and the very air, with russet and gold. Hosmer sat beside her, curiously inattentive to his newspaper; observant of her small needs, and anticipating her timid half expressed wishes.
"Thank you very much," she said mechanically, trying to collect her thoughts. "Will your ladyship honour me with the CONTREDANSE until your coach is ready?" asked Lord Fancourt. "No, I thank you, my lord, but and you will forgive me I really am too tired, and the heat in the ball-room has become oppressive." "The conservatory is deliciously cool; let me take you there, and then get you something.
Norie: "Oh, as to her, I'm glad to say 'much better. When I can get away, after the new clerks and Beryl are installed and everything is going smoothly, I shall take her to Switzerland, to a deliciously quiet spot I know and nobody else knows up the Göschenenthal. The Continent won't be so hot for travelling if we don't start till the end of August..."
He hung about irresolute, then lit a cigar, and between the puffs, "Shall you be late?" he asked carelessly. "Sure to be," Mrs. Chater told him. "It's going to be a big bridge drive, you know. We shan't get back before midnight. Don't sit up for us, dear." Bob inhaled a long breath from his cigar, exhaled it deliciously. The chance for the slap-dash style was at hand. "Oh, I'll be later than you.
I should like to have seen with my eyes what success the new order of things had had in getting rid of the sprawling mess with which commercialism had littered the banks of the wide stream about Reading and Caversham: certainly everything smelt too deliciously in the early night for there to be any of the old careless sordidness of so-called manufacture; and in answer to my question as to what sort of a place Reading was, Dick answered: "O, a nice town enough in its way; mostly rebuilt within the last hundred years; and there are a good many houses, as you can see by the lights just down under the hills yonder.
He did not know much about the others, but the man at the shop had told him two were very funny; he had bought the rest on account of their illustrations. Nina laughed deliciously with real joy she loved his selection, because it seemed to express him. "It was awfully sweet of you, Jack. And I shall adore them! I am so glad you did not bring the regular selection of 'Walks in Rome."
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