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Oh, I know it now I was acting out there; I was really living here with you, my Marjie, my own." I held her in my arms as I spoke, and we looked out at the sweet sunset prairie. The big cottonwood, shapely as ever, was outlined against the horizon, which was illumined now with all the gorgeous grandeur of the May evening.
His scant ill-made coat, desperately brushed, his darned gloves, his highly polished boots, his rusty, shapely hat, told the story of a person who had "had losses" and who clung to the spirit of nice habits even though the letter had been hopelessly effaced. Among other things M. Nioche had lost courage.
Her shapely legs stood out before her, jointless and inflexible to the point of her tiny shoes a POSE copied with pathetic fidelity by the French doll at her feet. The attitude must have been dreadfully uncomfortable, and maintained only as being replete with some vague insults to the person who had put her down, as exhibiting a wild indecorum of silken stocking.
George continued in a calmer tone, stretching his shapely legs until the soles of his shoes touched the fender. "Mark Gilbert, Tom Murdoch, Langdon Willits, and " "Willits, eh? Well, I should expect it of Willits.
Madame Léonie then extended her shapely bare arm out of her peignoir, pointing dramatically at the divan: "This poor terrified child has rushed here two miles from home on foot running all the way." "What on earth has happened?" asked General D'Hubert in a low, agitated voice. But Madame Léonie was speaking loudly.
Lane looked down at her, at her glistening auburn hair, and slender, white, ringed hand clutching the cushions, at her lissom shaking form, at the shapely legs in the rolled-down silk stockings and he felt a melancholy happiness in the proof that he had reached her shallow heart, and in the fact that this was the moment of loss. "Good-bye Helen," he said. "Daren don't go," she begged.
In spirit he followed the water to Leith, and beyond, where it swung in a wide circle and hurried between wondrous hills like those in the backgrounds of the old Italians: hills of close-cropped pastures, dotted with shapely sentinel oaks and maples which cast sharp, rounded shadows on the slopes at noonday; with thin fantastic elms on the gentle sky-lines, and forests massed here and there silent, impenetrable hills from a story-book of a land of mystery.
She looked out and saw her this tall, not very shapely, but graceful woman, whose whole being represented dynamic energy, awareness, subtlety of perception. Eugene was shaking her hand and looking genially into her face. "Why should Eugene like her so much?" she asked herself instantly. "Why did his face shine with that light of intense enthusiasm?"
"I beg your pardon, Mister," she said quaintly, "fer that day at the Holdin' an' th' meal I offered an' took, an' fer my words. I know now that you are that you were straight. I don't yet know what you may mean in Lost Valley with your talk of Government, but I do know you ain't a Courtrey man." Kenset took the hand. It was firm and shapely and vibrant with the young life there was in her.
The long black hair, which streamed down his shoulders, was ornamented at the crown by several eagle feathers, brilliantly stained and thrust in place. The fringes of the neatly fitting leggings were also colored, and the moccasins which incased the small shapely feet, were interwoven with beads of every line of the rainbow.
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