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Everybody talks so much of that beautiful sail down the Hudson." "That's an idea!" exclaimed Theron, welcoming it with enthusiasm. "It hadn't occurred to me. If I do have to go, and it is as lovely as they make out, the next time I promise I won't go without you, my girl. I HAVE been rather out of sorts lately," he continued.
The first is an instance of poetic amplification and abandon; we should contend, for the last, that it expresses poetic tenderness and delicacy. In the one case, passion is diffuse, in the other, concentrated. Which is the more natural, others must judge. "Euthanasy," "Theron and Aspasio," the "Phaedon" of Plato are dialogues, but they are not dramatic.
I fancied I had given him time enough to bring you straight up to the end of all of us, with that Chinaman of his gently slapping our graves with his pigtail. That's where the doctor always winds up, if he's allowed to run his course." "It has all been very interesting, extremely so, I assure you," faltered Theron.
Save for an occasional isolated and taciturn figure among the nomadic portion of the hired help in the farm country, Theron had scarcely ever spoken to a person of this curiously alien race before.
The ground was soft with moss and the powdered remains of last year's foliage; the leaves above him were showing the first yellow stains of autumn. A sweet smell of ripening nuts was thick upon the air, and busy rustlings and chirpings through the stillness told how the chipmunks and squirrels were attending to their harvest. Theron had no ears for these noises of the woodland.
They feel that ordinary rules may well be bent and twisted in the interest of people so supernaturally good as they are. That's pure human nature. It's always been like that." Theron paused in his walk to look absently at her. "That thought," he said, in a vague, slow way, "seems to be springing up in my path, whichever way I turn.
They held by the old custom, here in Octavius, and all along the seats the sexes alternated, as they do at a polite dinner-table. Theron impassively watched the familiar scene. The early nervousness had passed away. He felt now that he was not in the least afraid of these people, even with the Presiding Elder thrown in.
"That is precisely it, sir," said Theron. There were people passing, and he was forced to keep his voice down. It would have been a relief, he felt, to shout. "That is it they were not intended for me." "Well, then, what are you talking about?" The lawyer's speech had become abrupt almost to incivility. "I think my remarks have been perfectly clear," said the minister, with dignity.
"My shoulder is easier walking than sitting." "Have you never written a book yourself?" asked Theron, getting to his feet. "I have a thing on serpent-worship," the scientist replied "written years ago." "I can't tell you how I should enjoy reading it," urged the other. The doctor laughed again. "You'll have to learn German, then, I 'm afraid.
"I'm afraid you'll never make a really GOOD fraud," she said. "You haven't got it in you. Your intentions are all right, but your execution is hopelessly clumsy. I came up to your bedroom there twice while you were sick, just to say 'howdy, and you kept your eyes shut, and all the while a blind horse could have told that you were wide awake." "I must have thought it was my wife," said Theron.
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