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At last Lucy suddenly recollected, or seemed to recollect, she was busy, and retired hastily so hastily that David saw too late his opportunity lost. But the music of her voice had so charmed him that he did not like to interrupt it even to speak of that which was nearest his heart. David sighed deeply, standing there alone. Mrs.

Then she leaned back and sighed again, and her eyes fell on a book that lay at the corner of her dressing-table, where she had left it before dinner. It was the book they had been reading, and the mark was a bit of fine white cord that Claudius had cunningly twisted and braided, sailor fashion, to keep the place.

Then he thought of the rich lands of the Tell, of the olive groves of Tunis, of the blue Mediterranean, of France, his country which he had not seen for many years. He sighed profoundly. "Happy people," he thought to himself. "Rich, free, able to do as they like, to go where they will! Why was I born to live in the sand and to be alone?" He was moved by envy.

But to do this will be a work of time." "Yes," sighed Edith. "And what can you do in the mean time? Where can you go?" "There is Miss Plympton." "Yes, your teacher. And you don't wish to go to the school, but to some private place near it. Now what sort of a woman is Miss Plympton? Bold and courageous?" "I'm afraid not," said Edith, after a thoughtful pause.

Just behind Alice a man groaned and cleared his throat with loud guffaws; she listened to hear the saliva fall: it splashed on the earthen floor. Farther away a circle of dried and yellowing faces bespoke centuries of damp cabins; they moaned and sighed, a prey to the gross superstition of the moment.

But as they drove into the great gateway, and the lights from the big house shone out in welcome, Tommy sighed: "But I would like to find a treasure island, Anne," he said. Anne was feeling very important. She was wrapped in a pale blue kimona of Judy's, and she had had her breakfast in bed!

When you quarrel with her after your marriage she will always throw it in your teeth that you wished to marry her. Moreover, if you tell a maiden you love her, her father will think you ought to marry her as she stands. Still, what is done is done." And he sighed regretfully. "And what more do I want? I love her." "You piece of clay!" cried Sugarman, contemptuously.

"You need not kiss me," she said, her eyes fixed on the floor. "You do not wish to do it." He sighed, as if he too were unhappy, or at least weary; but he drew his hand away and resumed his walk up and down the room. "So you chose to pass your summer in a village?" he presently said, in the tone of a man who has ceased to rule, but not ceased to criticise. "I hope you liked it."

"Ain't it lovely?" sighed the humble twain, who had done most of the labor, but who generously admired the result. "I hate to have to take it down," said Alice, "it's been such a sight of work." "If you think you could move up some stones and just take off the top rows, I could step out over," suggested Charlotte Corday.

His mother sighed in amiable pensiveness, saying, "This is a mystery to me, my son." "No more than it is to me," dryly responded John, angered by this new sting from his old knowledge of her ways. It was her policy always to mystify those who had the best right to understand her. "I shall try to solve it," he added.