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There are many kinds of figs, the best being green-skinned, growing yellower as they ripen; and the riper they are, the more the sweetness within them intensifies, till they resemble dried figs in everything, except that they retain the fresh fruit-flavor; rich, luscious, yet not palling.
Not by any means is there giving and forgiving not by any means. There is no palling so stern that it is resembling. There is no sense so simple that it is resembling. There is no darkness so much darker but it is darker the way it is darker. This does not mean that there is any reason. It means simply that any excuse is related.
Palling has gone out for the day, so we shall be all alone." "How is Mrs. Palling?" asked Philippa presently. "Has she been indulging in any more extraordinary readings of the truth?" "Not just lately. She was particularly cheerful this morning. She has gone to a funeral, and the very mention of one always rouses her to enthusiasm.
For seven hours the gifted Gashwiler had continued the manufacture of oil and honey, whose sweetness, however, was slowly palling upon the congressional lip; for seven hours Roscommon and friends beat with impatient feet the lobby, and shook fists, more or less discolored, at the distinguished Senator.
For all that, he was acceptable to his host, who may have felt that his reminiscences of his plantation on the James River were palling on Buena Vista ears, and was glad of his new auditor. It was an advertisement, too, of the hotel, and a promise of its future fortunes.
A married woman ought not to be too lavish of herself. The mother of a family, who never gives her household an opportunity of missing her, runs the risk of palling on them.
We've had enough to eat, such as it is, though the tinned stuff gets a trifle palling after a time. So I've been trying to catch a few crabs." "And he hasn't had any luck he might as well confess," said his wife. "Give me time, my dear," protested Mr. Robinson. "There's one now!" He made a swoop with the improvised net, but the crustacean flipped itself into deep water and escaped.
Palling seemed a little doubtful at first as to whether the bees might not consider this exchange in the light of an attempt to defraud them of their just due; but after some consideration she assented, and departed in search of the mark of complimentary mourning. At the door she paused, and looking back, she said with a low triumphant chuckle "I knew 'twere true. Didn't I say so?"
"If it is too desperately cold I retire into the parlour, but there really is hardly a day in the whole year that I do not spend some hours here. But here comes the tea." "Well, well," said Mrs. Palling, as she set down the tray on a table in front of Isabella. "That means it's gone, for sure." "Means what?" asked Isabella in surprise.
I am sure they thought I was a little mad. What sane person would think of living in a room without a wall? Mrs. Palling did not express her opinion quite in those words, but that was what she meant. I live out here, and have all my meals here, and sometimes, to tell you the truth, I sleep here." "But what about the winter?"
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