United States or Zimbabwe ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
Without another word Tweet left him standing there, went back and sat down, and hid his face behind his paper. Hiram waited a minute, then slowly sank to the edge of his chair. After a little he asked pleadingly: "Ain't they all right?" Tweet's paper trembled. A bit of this, then Tweet lowered it and presented a countenance which seemed never to have known a smile.
"But you'll be at such a disadvantage by-and-by with other young ladies without half your intelligence just because they know things you refuse to learn. Then you'll be ashamed." She looked at him pleadingly. "Are YOU ashamed of me? Because I'm ignorant? Are ye?" "Not a bit," replied Jerry heartily. "I was just the same at your age.
His question was pitiful, and Patches assured the poor fellow that he had no wish to be anything but his friend, if only Yavapai Joe would accept his help. "Then," said Joe pleadingly, "if you mean all that you been sayin' about wantin' to help me, you'll do somethin' fer me right now." "What can I do, Joe?" "You kin promise me that you won't say nothin' to nobody 'bout me an' him back there."
The breakdown had been a deception, pure and simple, intended to give Bates a chance to go ashore and warn Holmes that his prey was within his reach. "Oh, how I despise you!" said Eleanor to Trenwith. "Go away, please, so that I won't have to look at you!" "Eleanor, listen!" he said, in a low whisper, pleadingly. "I can explain "
He stood before her dry-lipped, inarticulate, a schoolboy caught redhanded in the shabbiest of offences. 'It is your wish then that I go, Arthur? she said pleadingly. He handed her her money without a word. 'Very well, Arthur; if you won't take it, she said. 'I should scarcely have thought this the occasion for mere pride.
"Ah but what becomes of friendship?" Mr. Longdon earnestly and pleadingly asked, while he still held Vanderbank's arm as if under the spell of the vivid explanation supplied him. The young man met his eyes only the more sociably. "Friendship?" "Friendship." Mr. Longdon maintained the full value of the word.
His glance slowly wandered from the candle flame, until it settled gravely upon my face as I sat resting on a rude bench fitted into the chimney corner. He looked so intently at me that my mother seemed instantly to interpret his thought. "Oh, surely not that, David?" she exclaimed, pleadingly. "Not John?" "I know of no other fit messenger, little woman," he answered soberly.
In place of the abstract expressions "the time when I was happy," "the time when I was loved," which he had often used until then, and without much suffering, for his intelligence had not embodied in them anything of the past save fictitious extracts which preserved none of the reality, he now recovered everything that had fixed unalterably the peculiar, volatile essence of that lost happiness; he could see it all; the snowy, curled petals of the chrysanthemum which she had tossed after him into his carriage, which he had kept pressed to his lips, the address 'Maison Doree, embossed on the note-paper on which he had read "My hand trembles so as I write to you," the frowning contraction of her eyebrows when she said pleadingly: "You won't let it be very long before you send for me?"; he could smell the heated iron of the barber whom he used to have in to singe his hair while Loredan went to fetch the little working girl; could feel the torrents of rain which fell so often that spring, the ice-cold homeward drive in his victoria, by moonlight; all the network of mental habits, of seasonable impressions, of sensory reactions, which had extended over a series of weeks its uniform meshes, by which his body now found itself inextricably held.
I have something particular I want to tell her." "I don't know whether she'd want anybody to come up while she's dressing or not," said Aunt Maria. "I don't believe she'd mind me," said Lily, pleadingly. "Would you mind calling up and asking her, please, Miss Stillman?" "Well," said Aunt Maria. She actually closed the door and left Lily standing in the bitter wind while she spoke to Maria.
"Oh, I don't want anything," Margaret said pleadingly. "Let me help you wash all these cups, please do, aunt. I really don't want anything to eat." "Whether you want it or not, I insist upon your eating it. Go now, at once, don't waste time." Her niece obeyed meekly. When her aunt talked like that, and brought those tones into her voice, Margaret instantly lapsed back into her childhood.
Word Of The Day