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Polly herself beamed on everybody, and all the hospital people seemed to agree that very good fortune had come to her, and to be glad in it. Then there came a hot day which tried the patience of the small invalids. Polly flitted from cot to cot with her little fluttering fan and her cooling drinks. The afternoon breeze had not yet arrived when Brida MacCarthy begged for a story.
If any one could have seen straight into my heart just then I was regularly knocked over, and had two minds to go inside to Jim and tell him we'd take George's splitting job, and start to tackle it first thing to-morrow morning; but just then one of those confounded night-hawks flitted on a dead tree before us and began his 'hoo-ho', as if it was laughing at me.
For one of them, in fact, it was positively his thirtieth birthday; poor soul, how decrepitly he flitted in front of motor trucks. As for the other, he was far decumbent in years, quite of a previous generation, a perfect Rameses, whose senile face was wont to crack into wrinklish mirth when his palsied cronies called him the greatest poet born on February 2, 1886.
Let me pursue those ideas that, though they have but flitted across me, vague and formless, have ever soared towards the sunlight. No matter whether or not they lead to fortune or to fame, at least they will lead me upward! Knowledge for itself I desire; what care I if it be not power!" "Enough," said Harley, with a pleased smile at his young companion's outburst.
Theron gazed at the speaker with open admiration. "I love to hear you talk," he said simply. An unbidden memory flitted upward in his mind. Those were the very words that Alice had so often on her lips in their old courtship days. How curious it was!
If the salary isn't enough, name your figure." "You're not afraid of Woodman and wish to reach him through me?" Stuart continued, ignoring his last answer. The ghost of a smile flitted around the shining little black eyes. "Afraid?" he asked contemptuously. "I'm not even interested in him. The old fossil's a joke.
"Let us walk on towards The Hard. Pray let us walk on. Has no rumour ever reached you, Miss Verity, regarding this young man?" The wildest ideas flitted through Miss Felicia's brain. The figure in shiny oilskins yet preposterous, surely? After all, an affair of the heart misplaced affection Damaris? Did this account for the apparent indifference? How intensely interesting; yet how unwise.
"Eh! your your son S-Samuel," stammered Dobbs, looking at Twitter's breast-pin, and then at the ground, while varying expressions of guilty shame and defiance flitted across his face. He had a heavy, somewhat sulky face, with indecision of character stamped on it. Mr Twitter saw that and took advantage of the latter quality. "My poor boy," he said, "don't attempt to deceive me.
They flitted by his side, raising their eyes questioningly, sadly, to his. But their names he had forgotten. The dark forest lay all about him like a sea that any moment might rush with velvet waves upon the scene and sweep all the faces away. The air was cool and wonderfully fragrant, but with every perfumed breath came also a pallid memory....
He returns the following Thursday a dazzling millionaire." "I'm glad I've begun to dazzle, anyway. I thought it might be hard to look the part." "Well, I can't see that you are much changed." There was a suggestion of a quaver in her voice, and the shadows did not prevent him from seeing the quick mist that flitted across her deep eyes.
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