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The whole class could see clearly that the master was lost in thought. He was pacing up and down, with long steps and half-closed eyes, gesticulating from time to time, as he kept repeating the ill-used auxiliary.

Glennard, leaning back with his head against the rail and a slit of fugitive blue between his half-closed lids, vaguely wished she wouldn't spoil the afternoon by making people talk; though he reduced his annoyance to the minimum by not listening to what was said, there remained a latent irritation against the general futility of words.

I saw them drive away with a lowering brow, and was not disarmed of my bitterness because I saw, through the half-closed blinds, that the young girl stole a swift glance at my window. Adah was pleased as she saw how I was caring for her gift; but I puzzled and disheartened her by my preoccupation and taciturnity.

"You see, I was led to believe that he was waiting for me, and I was depending upon him. Now, I really do not know what to think." "Movin' out, perhaps?" said Ike, casting a sharp look at him from out of his half-closed eyes. "What? Leave this post, do you mean?" said Shock, his indignant surprise showing in his tone. "No, sir. At least, not till my chief says so."

"What you speak of is on the contrary very nice and pretty! When a man and a woman love one another they ought to do so for ever!" She looked delightful as she spoke, with her fine wavy blonde hair and delicate fair complexion; and Narcisse with a languorous expression in his half-closed eyes compared her to a Botticelli which he had seen at Florence.

The heavy, half-closed curtains; the blinds severely drawn; the great room with its splendid furniture, its sober coloring, its scent of damp London winter; above all, Allsopp, silent, respectful, and respectable were things to dread. A full minute passed while he still feigned sleep. He heard Allsopp stir discreetly, then the inevitable information broke the silence: "Nine o'clock, sir!"

They entered the Grand, passed by the tables where people sat drinking and smoking, and found Irgens far back in the room. Milde and Norem were with him. "So here you are!" called Ole. Irgens gave him his left hand and did not get up. He glanced through half-closed lids at Aagot. "This, Aagot, is the poet Irgens." Ole presented him, somewhat proud of his intimate acquaintance with the great man.

She rather leant than stood against the wall of the apartment; her countenance as pale as death, her arms and hands hanging down as if stiffened, and her existence only testified by the sobs which agitated her bosom, and the tears which flowed from her half-closed eyes. "A plague on it," said the King, "some evil spirit is abroad this morning; and the wenches are all bewitched, I think.

Then a faintness came over her; she recalled the Viscount who had waltzed with her at Vaubyessard, and his beard exhaled like this air an odour of vanilla and citron, and mechanically she half-closed her eyes the better to breathe it in.

Her head fell back away from him, and he saw her eyes through half-closed lids, her white teeth through parted lips. She was trembling but, for that matter, so was he at the touch of her, the heavy and sweet burden in his arms. She tried to speak, and he heard a whisper: "Why? Why? Why?" "Because it is my place, Coira!" said he. "Because I cannot live away from you. Because we belong together."