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We could not believe that the beings of light and elegance, in milk-white tunics, salmon-coloured legs, and blue scarfs, who flitted on sleek cream-coloured horses before our eyes at night, with all the aid of lights, music, and artificial flowers, could be the pale, dissipated-looking creatures we beheld by day. We can hardly believe it now.

If he were only left to himself he would not harm a child. You have only to look at him " As she spoke, the virtuous Toinon turned her red and swollen eyes to a miserable photograph hanging against the wall. This blotchy smudge portrayed an exceedingly ugly, dissipated-looking young man, afflicted with a terrible squint, and whose repulsive mouth was partially concealed by a faint mustache.

Another was a grey-bearded old man in the costume of a bishop of one of the high episcopal sects for religion was now also a business, and had its ups and downs. And beside him a sickly, dissipated-looking boy of perhaps two-and-twenty glared at Fate.

This promise we readily gave, and as willingly kept. One of the party, on the night of the tea-drinking, was the footman of the establishment, Richard Digby a rakish, dissipated-looking fellow, with an affected air, and an excessively refined and genteel manner, that is, as he himself thought it.

In an hour I took possession of my new charge, finding a dissipated-looking boy of nineteen or twenty raving in the solitary little room, with no one near him but the contraband in the room adjoining.

It was rather dark and rather dingy, but Joe did not notice that particularly. He had never seen a fine hotel, and this structure, being four stories in height above the offices, seemed to him rather imposing than otherwise. He walked up to the desk, on which was spread out, wide open, the hotel register. Rather a dissipated-looking clerk stood behind the counter, picking his teeth.

If my dear good uncle hadn't died, I don't know how I should have lived. 'I'm afraid you have "lived" too much. 'That was uncalled for. 'Or else your looks belie you. 'My looks? 'You're so dissipated-looking. 'Dissipated-looking? I? Horror! 'You've got such a sophisticated eye, if that suits you better. You look blasé. 'You're a horrid, rude, uncomplimentary thing.

Fifty a hundred five hundred pounds to whoever will do it!" shouted a man's voice from within. Right and left the people were flying out of the way of the infuriated steeds. There was not manhood enough left apparently in the idle, dissipated-looking loiterers who were standing near.

The speakers in the old drawing-room of Newton-le-Moor, in the south country, thirty years ago, were Mr. Baring and his daughter Diana. He was a worn and dissipated-looking man, with a half-arrogant, half-base air implying a whole old man of the world of a bad day gone by. He was flawless in his carving, his card-dealing, his frock-coat and tie: corrupt to the core in almost everything else.

The table near the wall was, perhaps, the most silent. The visitor looked at it last and most curiously. "Who is the dissipated-looking boy playing there?" he asked. "Prince Albert of Trent," the secretary answered. "And who is the little man, rather like Napoleon, who sits in the easy-chair and watches?" "The Baron de Grost." "Never heard of him," the visitor declared.