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In the twilight, after dinner, we often walked through the orchard to a grassy bank beside the little stream, where we would sit and watch the dying glow in the sky. After a rain its swollen waters were turbid, opaque yellow-red with the clay of the hills; at other times it ran smoothly, temperately, almost clear between the pasture grasses and wild flowers.
In ancient days, the Kings of Ulster used to steal a bride at times from the fair-haired folk across the sea; maybe that was where Kitty got her shining hair of dusty yellow-red, as well as the calm control in times of stress, something the psychologists call coördination, which is not a Celtic characteristic. Of book learning Kitty had almost none, but she had native gifts.
Unlike that in the study, the light in here was not cold, but warm and waxy, so that again Kseniya Ippolytovna's face seemed strangely green to Polunin, her hair a yellow-red; her large, dark, deep-sunken eyes bore a stubborn look. "God has endowed you with wonderful beauty, Kseniya, Ippolytovna," Polunin said gravely. She gave him a keen glance; then smiled. "God has made me wonderfully tempting!
It was not lack of technique that prevented the artists of that period from painting faded yellow autumn pictures, or thunder-storms and rain landscapes as we do. With regard to more difficult points they were technically so far advanced that they could surely have produced a gray sky instead of a blue, and yellow-red trees instead of green, if they had seriously tried to do so.
In short, she is the be-all and the end-all of your existence, and you don't even know her name, though you fear it may be Schmidt." He lolled back at ease on the marble bench, and twirled his yellow-red moustaches, fancy free. "But you do know her name," said Annunziata, simply, in her deepest voice, holding him with a gaze, lucent and serious, that seemed almost reproachful.
This is a Wednesday afternoon, and it is the lady with the black straw hat who is singing. The nursery has white walls it is filled with colour; the fire blazes with a yellow-red gleam that rises and falls across the shining floor. "I brought him a rattle, Jane, dear," said Mrs. Tunster, shaking in the air a thing of coral and silver.
It was now, or perhaps never. Six-thirty came and passed. We were well beyond the Earth's shadow now. The firmament blazed with its vivid glories; the Sun behind us was a ball of yellow-red leaping flames. The Earth hung, a huge, dull red half sphere. We were within forty thousand miles of the Moon. A giant white ball all of its disc visible to the naked eye.
His appearance was redolently marine; his pilot coat, flying necktie and wideish trowsers, a general airiness of style on a solid frame, spoke of the element his blue eyes had dipped their fancy in, from hereditary inclination. The colour of a sandpit was given him by hair and whiskers of yellow-red on a ruddy face.
"I'll do it," said Dolly, and getting up, she carefully passed the spoon over the frothing sugar, and from time to time shook off the clinging jam from the spoon by knocking it on a plate that was covered with yellow-red scum and blood-colored syrup.
One could just catch the distant noise of spade clinking on rifle. When I turned my gaze to the front of these troops, I saw yellow-red flashes licking upon the horizon, where our shells were finding their mark.
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