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"Tell me, O chiefs," said the Great Khan, "is that baby-face you look at worth contending for?" And, with one voice, the chiefs replied that she was worthy to share the nuptial couch of the Great Khan. "Be it so," replied he, "I am no judge of beauty. Let the encampment be broken up this evening we move southwards."
With that baby-face, couldn't they see that your dignity is all on the outside?" Robbie said nothing, but if Miss Cutter had not been quite so near-sighted she might have spied deep in the violet eyes a glint of black remotely resembling anger. "Think of appealing to a sixteen-year-old infant really you are literally in-fans, which is to say, one without the power of speech!
She was a stout but brawny woman, with a man's jerkin slipped over her green serge gamurra or gown, and the peaked hood of some departed mantle fastened round her sunburnt face, which, under all its coarseness and premature wrinkles, showed a half-sad, half-ludicrous maternal resemblance to the tender baby-face of the little maiden the sort of resemblance which often seems a more croaking, shudder-creating prophecy than that of the death's-head.
'Now mind, Jackey. What I beg of you 'Mind the wretch, that could use me and your uncle as he has done; he is turned beggar to this creature! I beg of you, therefore, my dear 'My dear! there's for you! I wish thou wast as admirable for thy virtue, as for that baby-face of thine! And I hope to join you there by your tea-time in the afternoon!
But what a child in the grown-up dress with the high puffed sleeves, her baby-face laughing at him over the high stiff collar; a pretty dress, though, that dark blue stuff with the white stripes.... Why had he never considered Joan? She had never meant anything to him at all. Now, when he was going, it seemed to him suddenly that he might have made a friend of her during all these years.
Remembering the slow, sweet, baby-face and gentle, heifer's eyes, as she had seen them that day at luncheon at Brockhurst, nearly five years ago, she again laughed. No, very certainly there was no affinity between the glorious and naughty city of Naples and that mild-natured, well-drilled, little, English girl! Who was it then who?
Pritchard said, "if she wouldn't mind her telling, the sweetest baby-face that ever had so much sense belonging to it." The morning was half spent in dozing slumbers, when Fleda heard a rush of footsteps, much lighter and sprightlier than good Mrs. Pritchard's, coming up the stairs and pattering along the entry to her room; and with little ceremony in rushed Florence and Constance Evelyn.
The rooms of the latter, who first came to England with Henrietta, Duchess of Orleans, to entice Charles II into an alliance with Louis XIV., and whose "childish, simple, baby-face" is described by Evelyn, were three times rebuilt to please her, having "ten times the richness and glory" of the queen's. Nell Gwynne did not live in the palace, tho she was one of Queen Catherine's Maids of Honor!
"Thank Heaven, you don't love him!" cried Triplet, hastily. "Thank Heaven for that!" "Love him? Love a man who comes to me with a silly second-hand affection from his insipid baby-face, and offers me half, or two-thirds, or a third of his worthless heart? I hate him! and her! and all the world!" "That is what I call a very proper feeling," said poor Triplet, with a weak attempt to soothe her.
"Tell me, O chiefs," said the great khan, "is that baby-face you look at worth contending for?" And, with one voice, the chiefs replied, that she was worthy to share the nuptial couch of the great khan. "Be it so," replied he, "I am no judge of beauty. Let the encampment be broken up this evening we move southwards."
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