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And when Hogarth twisted round, with that stare of his large and bloodshot eye, "Here", said the old man, "take them" holding out a basket of herrings. Hogarth seemed not to understand, but then said: "All those for me?" "Every bloomin' one!" answered Bates, with the dropped jaw of pantomime, and a far-away look of blue astonishment which he had. "It is extremely handsome of you.
I discovered it by accident, and I keep our store of sovereigns in there. The treasure, my dear, is not big enough to require a cavern." He paused, laughed very low, and returned her steady stare. "The loose silver, some guilders and dollars, I have always kept in that unlocked left drawer.
She looked at him, laughed back, and flung her arms about his neck. "For helping me to be so happy elsewhere you and Susy, you two blessed darlings!" she cried, with a kiss on his cheek. Their eyes met for a second; then her arms slipped slowly downward, dropping to her sides. Lansing sat before her like a stone. "Oh," she gasped, "why do you stare so? Didn't you know...?"
"I never am but I won't throw my life away just to show one man I'm not." "I wish you'd been poor. Just a little poor girl dreaming over a fence in a warm cow country." "Wouldn't it have been nice?" "I'd have enjoyed astonishing you watching your eyes open on things. If you only wanted things! Don't you see?" "I know like girls who stare into the windows of jewelry-stores."
Peter van Holp took out a bulgy gold watch and, holding it toward the moonlight as well as his benumbed fingers would permit, called out, "Halloo! It's nearly eight o'clock! Saint Nicholas is about by this time, and I, for one, want to see the little ones stare. Good night!" "Good night!" cried one and all, and off they started, shouting, singing, and laughing as they flew along.
"You look me in the eye," he continued, as soon as they were out of hearing. "Do you see any signs that I am out of my head, or that I need these ropes on me?" "I can't say as I do," admitted the constable, after he had quailed a bit under the keen, straightforward stare of the ex-mariner's hard, gray eyes. "Take 'em off, then," directed the Cap'n, in tones of authority.
Masaniello in its way opened his eyes as much as Beethoven's symphonies had done. Not only the bustle, but the clean sweep of the thing from beginning to finish of each act, with brilliant climaxes in the finales, made him stare and gasp in amazement.
Once his neighbor gave him a savage poke in the ribs, and he sat up with a start and tried to look innocent; but then he was at it again, and men began to stare at him with annoyance, and to call out in vexation. Finally one of them called a policeman, who came and grabbed Jurgis by the collar, and jerked him to his feet, bewildered and terrified.
"I wish you'd" and he turned the coin again. The physician dropped an eagle's stare on the gold. "I don't practise medicine on those principles." "But, Doctor," insisted the other, appeasingly, "you can make an exception if you will. Reasons are better than rules, my old professor used to say.
Hollanden sprang to his feet and, filling a pipe, flung himself into the chair and began to rock himself madly to and fro. He puffed clouds of smoke. Hawker stood with his face in shadow. At last he said, in tones of deep weariness, "Well, I think I'd better be going home and turning in." "Hold on!" Hollanden exclaimed, turning his eyes from a prolonged stare at the ceiling, "don't go yet!
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