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"My poor, warm-hearted, motherless boy," she said, "pray for my husband's safe return." So now two more bright eyes looked longingly seaward for the Agra, homeward bound. II. Richard Hardie's Villainy Richard Hardie was at that moment the unlikeliest man in Barkington to decline Julia Dodd, with hard cash in five figures, for his daughter-in-law.

The fairies are to put it high up among the tree tops where they sleep at nights. 'How lovely, cried Wendy so longingly that Mrs. Darling tightened her grip. 'I thought all the fairies were dead, Mrs. Darling said.

"Perhaps the wistaria will have to be pruned perhaps the ivy around the fountain will need trimming maybe the narcissi will need thinning out when they're through blossoming I'm stupid about narcissi. I've been living so long where there weren't any " Her thoughts had raced longingly toward the back yard of her childhood while Margot had been packing the bag. Item five.

They both went through a terrible period of temptation, wherein they listened longingly to the seductive pleading of their hearts; but both emerged triumphant, resolved to stifle their mad fancy, to prefer good faith to mere inclination, and to avoid, at all costs, wounding one to whom they had sworn to be true. Thus far their steadfastness carried them, but not beyond.

Many's and many's a time I've walked the roads, thinking mebbe I'd meet someone with a turn that way, but I never in all my born days met anything queer or unusual, and I don't suppose I ever will now!" Uncle Matthew had spoken so sadly and so longingly that John had deeply pitied him. "Did you never fall in love with no one, Uncle Matthew?" he asked. "Och, indeed I did, John!"

David looked at her longingly, but he dared not intrude upon her somber abstraction. The voices in the tent rose and fell. Once at a louder phrase from Daddy John she turned her head quickly and listened, a sheaf of strained nerves. The voices dropped again, her eye came back to the light and touched the young man's face.

True, he could not say that he had no wishes; but up to this hour he had desired nothing more constantly and longingly than to hear her sing once more, as in that never-to-be-forgotten May in the Ratisbon home. He might now hope, sooner or later, to have this wish, too, fulfilled.

For the whole business seemed to be strange, and he looked longingly at Frank as if hoping that he would follow and explain, when the doctor said "That will do, Samuel. Go and have your breakfast." But Frank did not follow, for he was eager to hear what the Sheikh would say as soon as they were alone.

The man was regarding her steadily with eyes that seemed to Kate not in the least double-dealing. "What am I going to do till four o'clock?" he asked, making without discussion her subtle suggestion his own. She lifted her eyebrows disclaimingly even shrugged her shoulders: "What are you going to do?" he persisted. She was ready. She looked longingly out of the window.

But the man and the ideal seemed distinct things having no relation. She drew back from the one, and she stood on tip-toe, with arms extended longingly toward the other. What should she do? Had the example of her father thrown on Lord Eckhart a golden shadow? She moved the bit of flower, gently as in a caress. He had given up the income of a leading profession and gone to his death.