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They even invited us to share their simple meals with them, and it was amusing to hear their goodhearted exclamations of pity at finding we were so far from home. This is a very unfavorable time of the year for foot-traveling.

Greville found an able and sympathising companion in the goodhearted, homely mother of the elegant and accomplished Lord Delmont, and Mary's sadness was at once soothed and cheered by the more animated Louisa, whose lot in life had never known those murky clouds of sorrow and anxiety which had so often dimmed the youth of Mary. The brother of Louisa had been all in all to her.

The first fancy of my heart, which you have almost effaced, will regain all its old force when I see you no longer, and I am sure I shall love my husband, for he is a goodhearted, honest, and pleasant young man; that much I know from the few days we lived together. "Now I have a favour to ask of you, which I am sure you will grant. Promise me never to come to Lisbon without my permission.

Canitz replied: 'Well, you see just what this Napoleon was a real goodhearted fellow, but so stupid! which naturally excited great mirth among the military scholars. I fear that your Majesty is thinking of me much as General von Canitz thought of his pupils."

When Phil had gone Aunt Jamesina looked solemnly at Anne. "That girl is pretty and sweet and goodhearted, but do you think she is quite right in her mind, by spells, Anne?" "Oh, I don't think there's anything the matter with Phil's mind," said Anne, hiding a smile. "It's just her way of talking." Aunt Jamesina shook her head. "Well, I hope so, Anne. I do hope so, because I love her.

After his illness he looked rather thinner that day than on the field of Olmutz where Bolkonski had seen him for the first time abroad, but there was still the same bewitching combination of majesty and mildness in his fine gray eyes, and on his delicate lips the same capacity for varying expression and the same prevalent appearance of goodhearted innocent youth.

Wall was never accused of employing dummies, or underhanded methods in dealings with selectors, but he had been through so much and had brooded so long that he had grown very hard and bitter and suspicious, and the reverse of generous as many men do who start out in life too soft and goodhearted and with too much faith in human nature. He was a tall, dark man.

Tole ole Ham to watch me, too servants spyin' on me whuzyer think that, my fren'? A nice, quiet hic goodhearted young feller like me, an' his daddy can't go to Europe hup! an' leave him in peace! Ain't that a shame, sir? An' I gotter go home every evenin' an' miss all the fun, by Harry! Thass whuzzamatter now thass why I'm here!

Thereupon he related that story at length. Abbe Peyramale was the parish priest of Lourdes at the time of the apparitions. A native of the region, tall, broad-shouldered, with a powerful leonine head, he was extremely intelligent, very honest and goodhearted, though at times violent and domineering. He seemed built for combat.

Into the life of a steamboat clerk, now dead, had dropped a bit of romance somewhat grotesque romance, but romance nevertheless. When I knew him he was a shiftless young spendthrift, boisterous, goodhearted, full of careless generosities, and pretty conspicuously promising to fool his possibilities away early, and come to nothing.