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She came presently, tall and grave as a stately cypress among silver birches and shimmering white poplar trees. "I have sent for you to ask you a question," the Queen began, "or, perhaps, to ask your advice." The Lady Anne bowed her head, and when Eleanor pointed to a folding- stool beside her, she sat down and waited, fixing her black eyes on a distant part of the tent.
Garth, laying her knitting down beside her and folding her arms. It was an unwonted sign of emotion in her that she should put her work out of her hands. In fact her feelings were divided between the satisfaction of giving Fred his discipline and the sense of having gone a little too far. Fred took his hat and stick and rose quickly.
"Don't you think we've got enough to do with getting him and the provisions up, without throwing down the rest of our stuff?" sniffed Ned. "You must think we have an easy job ahead of us. Well, if you think that you're wrong; we haven't." They got to work at once, unloading their tents. The canvas was soon spread out on the ground, ropes laid in place and folding cots placed where they belonged.
Essie Tisdale stood up and, folding her arms, drew herself to her slim height while she looked at her in contemptuous silence. "I know there is no low thing to which you would not stoop to make good your boast. You make me think of a viper that has exhausted its venom. You have the disposition to strike, but you no longer have the power." "You think not? And why?
Go out in the still morning, when the golden gates of day are turning slowly back to let the morning king come in with a great crown of rosy light streaking half around the heavens, on his brow; or at noon, when the whole firmament and the joyous earth are bathed in a golden flood, soft, and warm, and life-inspiring; or at evening, when even the zephyrs are folding up their wings with the little birds, and the trees, and the fields, and the smiling mountain tops are bidding a sweet good-night to their heavenly king as encurtained in diamond glory he sinks to rest; or at night, when the stars come out to keep their vigils over the sleeping earth; go out at such times, and what heart is not bewildered with the sense of Beauty that steals over it like a divine charm? and through that beauty is not carried up to God the beautiful and bountiful author of it all?
And while she thus sat accomplishing nothing, opposite to her the black head bent down, and the steady pen moved from phrase to phrase. She became aware of his gazing at her, flushed and solemn. That strange color of the sea-water, which she could never name, was lustrous in his eyes. He was folding his letter. "You have finished?" she said. "Yes." His voice was very quiet.
"Right, sir," said the policeman, laughing and folding up his papers. There was a silence, and the blue eyes of Basil looked blindly for a few seconds into the void. Then his head fell back in his chair so suddenly that I started up, thinking him ill. Two whole minutes afterwards it was still unended; Basil was ill with laughter; but still he laughed.
The man, an old peasant, dressed in a blue blouse with a folding collar, wide sleeves, tight at the wrist, and ornamented with white embroidery, wore an old high hat with long nap, held an enormous green umbrella in one hand, and a large basket in the other, from which the heads of three frightened ducks protruded.
Pay me Somebody's bill, and you shall have Somebody's Luggage." I rather took to the idea from the first moment; but, "It mayn't be worth the money," I objected, seeming to hold back. "That's a Lottery," says the Mistress, folding her arms upon the book, it ain't her hands alone that's pretty made, the observation extends right up her arms.
I hardly had time to pay my chin-chins to all of them, folding my hands and shaking them in front of my forehead, bent forward, before a tray of eatables, such as beans, radishes and rice in pretty brass bowls would be produced, and a large cup of wine offered, out of which latter the whole company drank in turn. They took much interest in my sketching, and all insisted on being portrayed.
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