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"It is that Martin Leeds. I met her at the beginning of her career. She talks almost as well as she draws. She amused me immensely. I'm not the sort of man who waylays and besieges women and girls. I'm not the pursuing type. But I perceived that in some odd way I attracted her and I was neither wise enough nor generous enough not to let the thing develop." "H'm," said Dr. Martineau.

Continuing the line of the Red and Washita, it not only discharges much of their waters, but draws largely from the Mississippi when this last is in flood.

How do you mean, what do we hear of it? Dorriforth. In what trumpet of fame does it reach us? They do what they can, the performers Auberon alludes to, and they are brave souls. But I am speaking of the conspicuous cases, of the exhibitions that draw. Florentia. There is good acting that draws; one could give you names and places. Dorriforth. I have already guessed those you mean.

His masterpiece on the old unhappy Bull is surprisingly impressive; surprisingly, because we almost resent being made to feel such ardent sympathy for the poor old Bull, when there are so many other and more important objects to be sorry for. Yet the poet draws us away for the moment from all the other tragedies in God's universe, and absolutely compels our pity for the Bull.

Arthur Hochman, Russian pianist and composer, once remarked to me, in reference to the quality of tone and variety of tonal effects produced by the various artists now before the public: "For me there is one pianist who stands above them all his name is Gabrilowitsch." The quality of tone which this rare artist draws from his instrument, is unforgettable.

Her cruse, it is broken; But he mends it with thread, And draws water with her: He cried to Ayesha: 'Give me my sabre, That I kill the merle Perched on the dunghill Where she dreams; She has eaten all my olives." A sort of sandal. Affectionate term for a child. Hanoteau, v. 441-443.

Grandon draws a breath of relief, and there is a pleasant confusion of welcome. "Yes, I told her such scruples were foolish," says Floyd, in a straightforward way that is almost abrupt. Then turning to the carriage, adds, "And here is my little English daughter, Cecil!" "O Floyd! what a lovely child! Does she really belong to you?"

Anastasie bowed her head, Mme. de Nucingen flung her arms about her, kissed her tenderly, and held her sister to her heart. "I shall always love you and never judge you, Nasie," she said. "My angels," murmured Goriot faintly. "Oh, why should it be trouble that draws you together?" This warm and palpitating affection seemed to give the Countess courage.

Is not all this enough, but must thou still be plunging into new difficulties, and hazarding in headlong enterprises thyself, thy trumpeter, and thy historian? And now the ruddy-faced Aurora, like a buxom chambermaid, draws aside the sable curtains of the night, and out bounces from his bed the jolly red-haired Phoebus, startled at being caught so late in the embraces of Dame Thetis.

Curiosity led me on, and with it the attraction which still draws us to those we have loved, though the love be gone and more pain than pleasure wait on our visiting. In ten minutes I was following Jonah down the cliff, and plunged thence into a narrow street that ran curling and curving towards the sea.