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Ann crossed her tiny hands, wrinkled over with the black silk, with long, empty black silk fingers dangling in her lap, over a fine white linen handkerchief. She had laid her gloved hands over the handkerchief with a gesture full of resolution. "I sha'n't give way," she said to Paulina Maria.
"My turn now," said Ken Harper, "AND, you'll please keep your hands in front of you! You don't do it right." "Do you mean that I cheat?" cried Patty, in pretended rage. "Oh, no, no! nothing like that! Only, this game is always played with the fists in view." So Patty held her little gloved fists in front of her, while Kenneth chose.
He looked at her proudly. She continued: "Your family, your mother, your aunts, your uncle the General, have projects for you. That is natural. I might have become an obstacle. It is better that I should disappear from your life. We shall keep a fond remembrance of each other." She extended her gloved hand. He folded his arms: "Then, you do not want me?
Seeing you I I couldn't let you go." "Linda Condon," she replied. The elder, Linda saw, grew even paler. She put out a gloved hand. "Then I was right," she said in a slightly unsteady voice. "But perhaps, when I explain, you will think it even stranger, inexcusable. My dear child, I am your father's sister." Linda was invaded by a surprise equally made up of interest and resentment.
No one was in sight and he raised the gloved hand and pressed it to his lips. Dropping it he purred: "We don't want any fights. We don't want our joy marred by bickerings and interference." Chrystie agreed to that and then muttered in gloomy repudiation of Lorry's prejudices: "I don't see why she feels that way about you. Nobody else does." "We won't bother about that. She doesn't have to love me.
A sudden thought flashed across his mind, and he at once acted upon it. Stepping quickly up to Kenneth's side he stumbled violently against him, at the same time smashed a pane of glass in the shop-window with his gloved hand, turned quickly round, seized Kenneth by the collar, and shouted "Thief! help!" at the full pitch of his voice.
During the speechmaking her gloved hand and his yellow head were always near together, and at the crowning ceremony her public checking of Yuba Bill's "waybill" on behalf of the township, with a gold pencil presented to her by the Stage Company Bones' joy, far from knowing no bounds, seemed to know nothing but them, and he witnessed it apparently in the air. No one dared to interfere.
Four servants preceded him in liveries, emblazoned with his arms, and carried his hat, cushion, and parasols. He was also attended by a secretary in a mantle of violet silk, a train-bearer in a gown of violet woollen stuff, and a gentleman in waiting, wearing an Elizabethan style of costume, and bearing the berretta with gloved hands.
I arrived late, but I saw the whole race. Wasn't it glorious. I'm so glad you won!" Tom was too, now, but he shrank back when Miss Nestor held out both daintily gloved hands to him. His hands were covered with oil and dirt. "As if I cared for my gloves!" she cried, and she took possession of his hands, a proceeding to which Tom was nothing loath.
Gila with eyes as wide and innocent as a baby's, cupid mouth curved sweetly in a gracious, shy smile, and dainty little prayer-book done in gray suède held devoutly in her little gloved hand. "Who's that?" growled Tennelly, admiringly, when they had passed a suitable distance. "Why, that's Bill Ward's cousin, Gila Dare," announced Courtland, graciously.
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