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"You good " whispered the young Indian "you good, I know; it so long since Wah-ta-Wah have a friend a sister any body to speak her heart to! You Hist friend; don't I say trut'?" "I never had a friend," answered Hetty returning the warm embrace with unfeigned earnestness. "I've a sister, but no friend.
From this account I quote: "Soon after this, Mr. Irving, who had again for long felt 'the tenderest interest warm his bosom, and finally enthrall his whole soul, made one vigorous and valiant effort to free himself from a hopeless and consuming attachment.
He did not know that, as he had observed and been attracted by the hero, so the hero had been attracted by himself, though 'twas in a lesser degree, since one man was cold and mature and the other young and warm. My Lord Churchill had been the most beautiful youth of his time, distinguished for the elegance of his bearing and the perfection of his countenance and form.
And Cuffy didn't believe that six bees would trouble him. There was one good thing in having a coat like his, he told himself: even if it was warm in summer, it was so thick that he didn't see how a bee could sting him through it. And with that, Cuffy started to climb the old tree. It took him no time at all to hitch himself up the trunk. He shinned up just as any little boy would climb a tree.
Here Madam Esmond caught sight of her friend's tall frame as it strode up and down before the windows; and, the evening being warm, or her game over, she gave up her cards to one of the other ladies, and joined her good neighbour out of doors. He tried to compose his countenance as well as he could: it was impossible that he should explain to his hostess why and with whom he was angry.
If she was proud of me, I was so proud of her that I carried my head high as I emerged from the dark cedars and shut the Cutters’ gate softly behind me. Her warm, sweet face, her kind arms, and the true heart in her; she was, oh, she was still my Ántonia!
Perhaps it was significant, perhaps not I do not know, and I do not judge that Father Tom was particular to say in his letter to the monastery that, "as the weather is warm, the father who comes to take my place need only say a Low Mass and may omit the usual sermon." It was known that Father Tom did not care for preachers from outside. He could preach a little himself, and he knew it.
"Hello, Doc!" she cried as he came into the dining-room. "What IS it?" "Twin girls!" the doctor proudly announced, going over to the stove to warm his hands after his long drive. "My lands!" exclaimed Amanda. "Now what do you think!" ejaculated Mrs. Wackernagel. "How's missus?" Rebecca inquired. "Doin' fine! But mister he ain't feelin' so well. He wanted a boy OR boys, as the case might be.
It was one of the mysteries of his temperament. From the first moment of their intercourse Hermione showed to him her conviction that he had a warm heart, and that it could be relied upon without hesitation.
Really, it's nothing but damp, warm air, blown up from the exhaust of the city's main ventilation plant, condensing and freezing as it hits the cold air outside, and floodlighted from below. I looked at it for a while, and then got myself a cup of coffee and when I had finished it I went to the screen.
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