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'I shall never do anything, thought Thyme-'never never! Why doesn't Martin come? She went into her bedroom and opened her valise. With the scent of lavender that came from it, there sprang up a vision of her white bedroom at home, and the trees of the green garden and the blackbirds on the grass. The sound of footsteps on the stairs brought her back into the sitting-room.

But this is not all one has to fear from an encounter; the worst is that effluvium, after which crushed garlic is lavender, which tortures the olfactory nerves, and appears to pervade the whole system like a pestilent ether, nauseating one until sea-sickness seems almost a pleasant sensation in comparison.

They went to the beach and discussed the feasibility of swimming, they even demurred against the Constantinople cook as limiting their means of amusing themselves; the aesthetic young man recovered now, polished his shoes and put a lavender handkerchief in his breast pocket.

Lavender had been growing more and more excited at each word he overheard, for a scheme of really stupendous proportions was shaping itself within him. He suddenly rose, and said: "I have an idea." The Secretary sat up as if he had received a Faradic shock, and he who was walking up and down stood still. "The deuce you have, sir," he said. "Yes," cried Mr.

They recognized the house by an old walnut-tree which shaded it. Low and covered with brown tiles, there hung outside it, beneath the dormer-window of the garret, a string of onions. Faggots upright against a thorn fence surrounded a bed of lettuce, a few square feet of lavender, and sweet peas strung on sticks.

On the side away from the bay two or three long, thick roots stretch far from each tree to the nearest earth-filled gully, sucking what scanty nourishment they can, for strength to withstand the winter's gales yet another year or decade. Beach-pea and sweet marsh lavender tint the sand, and stunted fringed orchids gleam in the coarse grass farther inland.

Dixon did not speak, but went on rummaging. The scent of lavender came out and perfumed the room. At last Dixon found what she wanted; what it was Margaret could not see. Dixon faced round, and spoke to her: 'Now I don't like telling you what I wanted, because you've fretting enough to go through, and I know you'll fret about this.

"THEY'll be very pleased, though she 'as 'ad no proper understandin' for twenty years." "They" came before twilight a black-bearded man in moleskins, and a little palsied old woman, who chirruped like a wren. "I'm his son," said the man to Sophie, among the lavender bushes. "We 'ad a difference twenty year back, and didn't speak since.

Milt himself did not know what it was that made him lay down the hand and say, so softly that he was but half audible through the rattle of the engine: "Isn't this a slick, mean to say glorious evening? Sky rose and then that funny lavender. And that new moon Makes me think of the girl I'm in love with." "You're engaged?" wistfully. "Not exactly but Say, did you study rhetoric in Normal School?

If I had not been as conventional as the rest, I should have preferred to have run away with her in the lavender dress she wore when I first proposed to her. It was only when we had got into the carriage and started for the house and she turned to me her face from which the veil had been thrown back that I realized what a sublime meaning it all had for her. Her eyes were wet.