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The Colonel had most unequivocally condemned these plays; but that mattered not; they came not within his jurisdiction; and we took no notice of his displeasure, further than sending him tickets, which were as immediately returned as received.
"After all, I'm not seriously hurt, you know." "No," he replied briefly. "But you might have been killed. For a moment I thought you were going to be killed in front of my eyes." "I don't know that it would have mattered, very much if I had been," she responded indifferently. "It would have mattered to me." His voice roughened again: "Nan Nan "
It would have been so very difficult to explain further, without explaining Michael; and all that really mattered was, that with or without explanation Jim Airth understood. "And now tell me," she suggested, softly. "Ah, yes," he said, pulling himself together, with an effort. "My experience also misses the Best, and likewise covers ten long years. But it is a harder one than yours.
On this bank or bent of the hill, then, we had our mid-day meal; somewhat early for dinner, if that mattered, but we had been stirring early: the slender stream of the Thames winding below us between the garden of a country I have been telling of; a furlong from us was a beautiful little islet begrown with graceful trees; on the slopes westward of us was a wood of varied growth overhanging the narrow meadow on the south side of the river; while to the north was a wide stretch of mead rising very gradually from the river's edge.
I didn't know he was in the army; I suppose now he belonged in some place near there. And I think you told me he was not married. He said he was but was going to be divorced some day. But I didn't seem to care didn't think much about it. Nothing really mattered except the love. "Then there came a time when I knew I was trying to keep a door shut keep the happiness in and the thoughts out.
The day's work had been done, which was all that mattered to any extent, and a very able general told us it was "dom good." But many a day passed before we grew accustomed to the absence of Uncle and Paddy. And so to bed, until we were called for another early morning show. It happened late in the afternoon, one August dog-day.
He amused her and kept her thoughts off recent happenings, and for the moment that was all that mattered. It was a glorious morning. The sun blazed like a great golden shield out of a cloudless sky, and hardly a breath of air stirred the foliage of the trees. Magda, to content an insatiable Coppertop, had good-naturally suffered herself to be dragged over the farm.
For she had been a beautiful woman, this poor mamma, and it had been the delight of Hugh Maynard, her proud and fond husband, to deck his lovely wife in all rare and precious stuffs. Some of them were stained with sea-water, and many of the softer stuffs were crumpled and matted hopelessly, but that mattered little to Star.
He had been cowardly, had even been afraid of the moon, had openly expressed thoughts and feelings such as he had not expected in himself before; for instance, the thought that the paltry people who philosophized were really dissatisfied. But now nothing mattered to him. He ate nothing; he drank nothing. He lay motionless and silent.
We'll hev to raise vigilantes. I tell you they'll break us else. Ef Jeff can't see, why, he'll hev to be made to. Blast their louse-bound souls to hell!" And Nan welcomed the outburst. Rough, coarse, violent. It did not matter. What mattered to her was the purpose. The purpose which she hoped and prayed would help Jeff. She had no thought for themselves.