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"Yes; I saved the life of one who had sent me into this miserable exile!" "Of course, I see now. You had a serious illness after, Smithson, and it affected your head. The doctor told me all about it." "It was needless," said Richard, gazing full in the eyes which were half-closed, and which kept on glancing from their corners up and down the long dim alley where they stood.

She began to swing gently to the extent of an inch or two, still leaning on the edge of the hinged window. She was looking at him through half-closed, curious eyes. "Ella, you know her she has always been your friend; tell me if I should speak to her or if I should go back to the work that I have begun in New Guinea."

He turned, still smiling, at the little sound he caught from her half-closed lips. "Are you happy in such a decision?" she murmured. "Do I look like an unhappy man?" She shook her head. "That's what I have been noticing about you ever since I came. You did look unhappy when you went away. Now, you don't. And it is the look on your face which gives me the sense of envy."

Heeny and I just couldn't have had that French maid 'round to-night," sighed Mrs. Spragg, sinking into a chair near the dressing-table. Undine, with a backward toss of her head, scattered her loose locks about her. As they spread and sparkled under Mrs. Heeny's touch, Mrs. Spragg leaned back, drinking in through half-closed lids her daughter's loveliness.

"I went to a party at Miss Towne's when I was a Freshman and I promised myself I'd never go to another." "Why not!" Charlie's astonishment was genuine. "Clothes," replied Lydia, briefly. The Indian boy leaned against a desk and looked Lydia over through half-closed eyes. "You're an awful pretty girl, Lydia.

Wire Haggis to have the Lodge in order, and carriages to meet the midday train. I daresay I shall take a few people down with me. Let George go around to Tattershalls at once and make an appointment for me there at three o'clock this afternoon. Look out my habits and boots, too, Annette." Lady Carey leaned back in her chair for a moment with half-closed eyes.

But it's a heap, Lord knows! And then he's foolish plumb foolish." He rested his arms on his legs, leaning forward. "How much d'you s'pose he give me for that land from here to my house?" He pointed up the coast. The artist turned and squinted toward it with half-closed lids. It glowed a riot of color, green and red, cool against the mounting sky. "I haven't the least idea," he said slowly.

Ried, he had long before this shadded his eyes with his hand, and was looking through half-closed fingers with mournful eyes at the sable robes and pallid face of his golden-haired darling, apparently utterly unconscious of or indifferent to the talk that was going on.

None of them troubled themselves about him, and Ida, who had risen when she heard their voices, helped to convey Miss Kinnaird into the tent. In the meanwhile one of the Indians growled to his comrade when he found the fire out, and stolidly proceeded to relight it, while Weston lay with his back against a fir and watched him with half-closed eyes.

She was leaning back in her chair wearily with half-closed eyes when her hostess came in and looked at her with a smile that suggested comprehension. Mrs. Hastings was thin, and seemed a trifle worn, but she had shrewd, kindly eyes. She wore a plain print dress which was dusted here and there with flour. "So you have sent him away!" she exclaimed.