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Lovely voice, acts like a dragon, and has an instinct how to stand and how to hold her hands." "Coming in drolly with her prim dress and bearing. Though she was dreadfully frightened," said Lance. "Being half-foreign accounts for something, I suppose, but it is odd how she reminds me of some one. No doubt it is of some singer at a concert. What did they say was her name?"
In the marriage-contract Scarron, with characteristic buffoonery, recognises her as bringing a dower of "four louis, two large and very expressive eyes, a fine bosom, a pair of lovely hands, and a good intellect"; while to the attorney, when asked what his contribution was, he answered, "I give her my name, and that means immortality."
An opportunity offered. One night, when we knew to a certainty that the hermit in the Nameless Castle would be in his observatory because of an eclipse of the moon, Themire put her plan into operation. The hermit, who is only a man, after all, found a lovely woman more attractive than all the planets in the universe; he was captured in the net laid for him!
It was one of those lovely noons towards the end of May in which a rural suburb has the mellow charm of summer to him who escapes awhile from the streets of a crowded capital.
The veil, of point, and rarely beautiful, fell back from her head, lovely in its shape, and the simple wreathing of the dark, soft hair, like a drift of water spray; not covering or misting her all over, only lending a touch of delicate suggestion to the pure, cool, graceful, flower-like unity of her whole air and apparel. "Desire is beautiful!" said Hazel Ripwinkley to her mother.
We beached the boat close to the almond-tree, and were welcomed on shore by the lord of the cove, a gallant red-bearded Scotsman, with a head and a heart; a handsome Creole wife, and lovely brownish children, with no more clothes on than they could help.
But you go on with your billin', my lovely ones, and I'll git th' mutting broth to put color int' my pretty's cheeks," and she bustled out. Sylvia's heart was too full to say anything. She lay in Paul's strong arms, her cheek against his. There she would remain for the rest of her life, protected from storm and tempest.
More wide, and widening more, were given The angel-gates disclosing heaven; Round us the lovely, mirthful troop Of children came yet still to me The loveliest merriest of the group The happy mother seemed to be!
Last night I found her crying over a rose, and now she runs away, looking as if her heart was broken. I'm glad I've got no lessons." "What kind of a rose?" asked Coventry from behind his paper as Bella paused. "A lovely white one. It must have come from the Hall; we have none like it.
'And is it true old Tresham's going to join our club at last? 'He! hang him! he's like a brute beast, and never drinks but when he's dry, and then small beer. But, I forgot to tell you, by all that's lovely, they do say the charming Magnolia a fine bouncing girl that is all but betrothed to Lieutenant O'Flaherty. Devereux laughed, and thus encouraged, Toole went on, with a wink and a whisper.
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