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She was breathless for many moments as she glared, eyes and mouth open, in the direction from which the sound had proceeded. She listened devouringly and could now distinctly hear a slow regular breathing, somewhere near, but which way she could not tell. Her flesh crept with a new fear.

For that must be the idolatrous devotion desired by them all. Weyburn struck down upon his man's nature the bad in us, when beauty of woman is viewed; or say, the old original revolutionary, best kept untouched; for a touch or a meditative pause above him, fetches him up to roam the civilized world devouringly and lawlessly.

All the time he ate he kept his eyes half-shut; and a mist overspread the sensual meadows of his coarse face. His two reddish eyes rolled devouringly toward the blanket in its waterproof roll. They are going to take everything away from you when you get there, you know. I could use it nicely. I have wanted such a piece of rubber for a great while, in order to make me a raincoat. Do you see?"

His guest shook himself out of dust-coat and goggles and stood revealed an old man in a linen suit a tall, thin, brown, very distinguished-looking old man, with a narrow face, a drooping white mustache, bushy eyebrows, a big nose, and a pair of fine, melancholy brown eyes. He stared at Peter devouringly, and Peter stared back at him quite as interestedly.

As the man who has had his taste educated to love reading, falls devouringly upon books after a long abstinence, so these poor fellows, whose tastes had been left to educate themselves into a liking for tobacco, beer, and similar gratifications, gleamed up at the proposal of the London delegate.

She was no talker, and had great command over herself; but she was more pale than by ordinary, and her eyes were burning bright. The truth was, she was in a fever of apprehension, restless, doomed, miserable; devouringly in love, yet dreading to be loved. So, more and more evidently in pain, she walked her part through the blare of festival as Pentecost drew nigh.

He thought she looked grave and sad, older too but, so dear! With a weary gesture she began to pull off her long gloves. "Who was it with you, Esther?" He tried hard to make the inquiry, so devouringly eager, sound carelessly casual. She looked up with a start. "Oh I didn't see you, Doctor! Mr. Macnair was with me. Did you wish to see him?"