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Tredgold glanced at her shrewdly, and, pausing only at the jubilee horse-trough to point out beauties which might easily escape any but a trained observation, walked on in silence until they reached their destination. Except in the matter of window-blinds, Dialstone Lane had not changed for generations, and Mr.
Her hand unobtrusively stole to her heliotrope, which fell, a moment later, a crushed little fragrant lump, into her waste-basket. Presently she went into the coat closet. "Remind me to take these to the French Laundry at noon," said Susan, pausing before Thorny's desk, on her way back to her own, with a tight roll of linen in her hand. "I left 'em on my coat from yesterday. They're filthy."
The extreme Southern States considered their rights menaced by the issue of the presidential election. Virginia and the Border States were more deliberate; and Virginia's "pausing" was the theme of much mockery in the State and out of it, from friend and from foe alike. Her love of peace, her love of the Union, were set down now to cowardice, now to cunning.
I did not think of going back, but behaved as if I had been in my own house. "Sir-my wife," said the governor; and turning to her without pausing, "here is M. de Casanova, who has come to dinner with us." "I am delighted to hear it, sir, as otherwise I should have had no chance of forgiving you for waking me up the other night."
Once more she made as if she would join her companion maidens, but as she did so Dante looked all about him with an air of great surprise, and I heard him say: "How dark the air grows. I fear an eclipse." Beatrice, pausing in her path, cried to him, marvelling, "Why, the sun is at its brightest." Dante shook his head. "I do not find it so when you are leaving me."
It is not the doing of a year; it is the undoing of the years. It is not a gift to enrich me with new happiness; it is a lesson that leaves me poorer." He went on without pausing: "It is already late. The children interrupted us and took up part of your evening. But it is not too late for me to present to you some little part of your gift.
But the Personal Conductor discovered that time was flying, and that if he let all of his charges delay over the post-cards, other sights must be omitted. So he scurried them along through the various galleries and salons, pausing in the Library and the Chapel.
They did not walk in the wide, clean road, but were careful to keep to the path, pausing a moment to consult before starting for the other side when it was necessary to cross over. The Van Heigens' house stood on the outskirts of the town, a long way back from the road. The bulb garden lay all round it, though immediately in front was a lawn so soft and green that no one ever walked on it.
"Ah, oui, I lost all my spirits, and my comrade Francois at the same time!" "Dear me!" exclaimed the clerk, bustling about the store while the guide continued to talk. "Oui, monsieur, oui. I lost him, and my tabac, and my spirits, and very nearly my life, all in one moment!" "Why, how came that about?" said Peter, pausing in his work, and laying a handful of pipes on the counter.
Pausing now and then to ask questions irrelevant to the story in hand, like a wily actor, for the purpose of intensifying the desire for more, he would mount a block of coral, and thence, sometimes as from a throne, or platform, or pulpit, impress some profound piece of wisdom, or some thrilling point, or some exceedingly obvious moral on his followers open-mouthed and open-eyed.
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