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I told the monk who seared my arm to do it heartily, for a little pain more or less was of small account, so that he made a good job of it.
Stupefied and still thunderstruck I looked at that house's bones and broken spine, that human house. It had been split from top to bottom and all the front was down. In a single second one saw all the seared cellules of its rooms, the geometric path of the flues, and a down quilt like viscera on the skeleton of a bed.
What am I to do, Duhamel? How am I to take payment for this?" And he pressed his finger to his seared cheek. "Wait," said the old man impressively. "That is the moral you might have drawn from what I have said. Be patient. I promise you your patience shall not be overtaxed.
Rather than cling to the straps of a crowded car they chose to walk, following the familiar route of the trolley past the car barns and the base-ball park to the bare field under the seared face of Torrey's Hill, where circuses were wont to settle.
"Never mind the 'buts." And Tresler's keen, honest eyes looked squarely into the seared face of the wild cowpuncher. For a moment the men stood around looking on with lowering faces, eyeing the prostrate man furtively. But Tresler's attitude gave them no encouragement, and even Arizona felt the influence of his strong personality.
He had but to take her once more in his arms, to murmur the words of love that unspoken seared his lips even now; he had but to close his ears to the still small voice that was God's, and Rome, the mistress of the world, and Dea Flavia, the peerless woman, would be his at the word. Rome and Dea Flavia! the two priceless guerdons of the earth!
Then he added hastily: "But I say, oughtn't we to do something to amuse these children?" At once his friend forgot his seared heart; for the while the process of healing it did not exercise his wits. He flung himself heart and soul into the business of amusing Pollyooly and the Lump; and presently the studio rang with their screams of joy.
And the dingy London night became illuminated with scrolls of fire, whose blinding, blasting scripture seared my eyes till I was fain to close them: 'Let his children be vagabonds, and beg their bread: let them seek it also out of desolate places.
"There's a monster in human form for you, gentlemen," continued devil's limb. "Go on, Mr Rumbletithump." "That other man next him hung me up by the heels, and seared me on the bare" Here honest job had just time to divert the current of his speech into a loud "whew."
At last they too turned north, and as they did so the country, which had been smiling, low, filled with soft fields and pretty, nestling houses, little towns and quiet, orderly cities, changed to bleak fields, cut and seared as by a simoom's angry breath.
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