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Sweet, likely, since it was in the hills; Midnight was sure he hoped so. The best of these wells in the plains were salt and brackish. Privately, Midnight preferred the Forest Reserve. It was a pleasant, soft life in these pinewood pastures. Even if it was pretty dull for a good cow-horse after the Free Range, it was easier on old bones.
She took the twenty-dollar bill out and looked at it again. It was very real. Cora Rathmore sat behind her in this class. Nancy happened to turn about as she slipped the banknote out of sight again, and she saw that her roommate was looking hard at her. Nancy turned away herself. She was angrier with Cora than she had ever been before since the opening of Pinewood Hall.
The man bowed and deposited the buckler on the pinewood floor of the dining room. It oscillated and wavered, revealing the serpentine head of a tortoise which, suddenly terrified, retreated into its shell. This tortoise was a fancy which had seized Des Esseintes some time before his departure from Paris.
In Carlisle this giving one's farm a name was looked upon as a piece of affectation; but if a place must be named why not give it a sensible name with some meaning to it? Why Golden Milestone, when Pinewood or Hillslope or, if you wanted to be very fanciful, Ivy Lodge, might be had for the taking?
She was in the house of Abel she should see him she should hear him! And this dear gentleman not exactly like a father nor an uncle well, yes, perhaps a young uncle he is brother of Abel's mother, and he mysteriously knows so much about Pinewood, and his smiling voice has a tear in it as he speaks of old days. I love him already I trust him entirely I have found a friend.
There were flaming swords of suspicion waving over that flowery gate. The days were passing. The summer is ending, thought he, and I am by no means saved. Neither he nor Gabriel had mentioned their last visit to Pinewood and its catastrophe. It was a secret better buried in their own bosoms. Abel's dislike of the other was deepened and imbittered by the ignominy of the expulsion by Mr.
They were taken in rows of pinewood boxes in the vault.
The dinner is exquisite, and exquisitely served. Prince Abel, with royal grace, presides. By every lady's plate a pretty bouquet; the handsomest of all not by Miss, but by Mrs. Plumer. Flowers are every where. It is Grand Street, indeed, in the city; but the garden at Pinewood, perhaps, does not smell more sweetly.
It is about four o'clock, and already the shadows are lengthening upon the grass, the soft, cool grass upon which they are all sitting beneath the shade of the huge chestnut trees, that fling their branches in all directions, some east, some west, some heavenwards. A little breeze is blowing towards them sweet essences of pinewood and dark fir.
It was really but a moment, yet, as he looked, he lay in a heavily-testered bed he heard the beating of the sea upon the shore he saw the sage Mentor, the ghostly Calypso putting aside the curtain for a moment he was once more the little school-boy, bruised and ill at Pinewood; but this face no longer a girl's face no longer anxious, but sweet, serene, and tender was this the half-haughty face he had seen and worshipped in the old village church the face whose eyes of sympathy, but not of love, had filled his heart with such exquisite pain?
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