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The cook, who was in the drawin'-room passage, she was blow'd down stairs; the workman as opened the little door, he was blow'd flat on his back; an' the missis, as was standin' with her back to a door, she was lifted off her legs and blow'd right through the doorway into a bedroom." "Gracious!" exclaimed the horrified Mrs Denman, "was she killed?" "No, ma'am, she warn't killed.
"It grows late indeed," replied Evelyn, with lifted face and a voice low, clear, and sweet as a silver bell, "so late that there is a rose flush in the sky beyond the river. Look! you may see it through yonder window." She touched his hand and made him look to the far window. "Who is it that stands in the shadow, hiding her face in her hands?" he asked at last, beneath his breath.
They stood so for a moment without any speech but that of eyes lifted and eyes lowered. Still without a word, she turned from him to the door. He sprang to open it. Five minutes later he was aware that his wife had come into the room. "Has Gwenda gone?" he said. "Yes. Steven " There was a small, fluttering fright in Mary's eyes. "Is there anything the matter with her?" "No," he said. "Nothing.
"He fell across the parapet close to me," he said. . . . "I lifted him somehow into our trench. . . . I was wounded, then. . . . He lay at the bottom of the trench, Sylvia. . . . And I would to God it had been I who lay there. . . . Because I loved him. . . . Just at the end he opened his eyes, and saw me, and knew me. And he said oh, Sylvia, Sylvia! he said 'Lieber Gott, Michael.
And as the ropes settled into steadiness we drew him up towards us; yet dreaded, because of the dull weight of it, and because no assuring cry came up to us, that what we lifted was a corpse.
"I know I must not hide anything, now that all is over and father is coming. It is it is about Mr. Ffolliott." "Mr. Ffolliott?" repeated Betty quite softly. Lady Anstruthers' face, lifted with desperate effort, was like a weeping child's.
It is good for the mental and physical health of both old and young to be lifted, once in a while, out of the world of reality into that of the imagination. All children and young people like to play, to act, to make believe.
I lifted up the fringe to see what the shawl covered. Papa had come in. "Don't do that, Anna," he said. "Is it any harm, papa?" "Your mother died sitting in that chair; her hands spread the shawl over it; it was the last work they did, Anna; it has never since been taken off." I dropped the fringe; my touch seemed sacrilegious.
In the afternoon of the day after the death of one of our heroes, the wind came round to the westward, and all the vessels lifted their anchors, and proceeded to Plymouth. The crippled ships, by this time, were in a state to carry more or less sail, and a stranger who had seen the melancholy-looking line, as it rounded the Start, would have fancied it a beaten fleet on its return to port.
"We haven't done much to either of you young fellers not a quarter as much as we're going to do if you don't both of you quit your nonsense soon. Help 'em up, now." Dick allowed himself to be lifted to his feet and supported in a standing position by one of the most powerful-looking of the tramps. Darrin, however, continued to act as if he were almost lifeless.
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