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Updated: May 15, 2025
It's dragging! he keeps sayin' to everybody. "A minute before I has to walk out on the stage, leadin' Edwin Booth, I can't think of nothin' but what I has to say. I gets one look at all them blurry faces, 'n' I goes into a trance. "'More than life depends on this race! I hears a voice say, about a mile off. That's my cue, but all I can remember is to tell him it's a cinch, 'n' say it loud.
There was no center-table, no crayon portraits of different members of the family, no easels, or scarves thrown over the corners of the pictures. There were not many pictures, and those that there were didn't seem to Eleanor like pictures at all, they were all so blurry and smudgy, excepting one of a beautiful lady.
The light flickered, he could just see her head appear, with hair all loose, and her face turning up to him. He could only half see, half imagine it, mysterious, blurry; and he whispered: "Isn't this jolly?" The whisper travelled back: "Awfully." "Aren't you sleepy?" "No; are you?" "Not a bit. D'you hear the owls?" "Rather." "Doesn't it smell good?" "Perfect. Can you see me?"
She wanted to blot out that horror and scotch a sudden uprising of curiosity as to the exact nature of the gamble in death through which he had passed. It was enough that he was alive. The blurry figure became distinct, smiling with inquiry in a glance from her to the stack of papers, magazines, and pamphlets which crowded his circling arms. He seemed to have emptied the post-office.
"I'll fight em myself if needs be. Go below, d'ye hear?" The Gunner stumbled away, roaring laughter. "Sail the blurry ship; fight the blurry ship; sink the blurry ship; and go to ell in the blurry ship. That's old Ding-dong." "They call you Kit?" The boy started.
For the space of a clock-tick the little celestial appeared to hesitate, as though waiting for her star-steed to come within her hail. Then, floatingly, not walking, it seemed to Miss Theodosia, the mist of blurry white drew nearer. It came near to Miss Theodosia, and it was not the nurse-angel in cap and shining halo. It was Stefana! The child was in her nightgown.
I always was a weak, emotional sort of fellow perhaps it was due to the climate, and my having had the fever when we first came there and the writing looked very dim and blurry before my eyes; and yet I felt inclined to laugh over what Bob had scribbled.
You ought to enter her in a show, ma'am." "You will see to her carefully until I return, won't you? She sleeps that way always, sweetly and deeply." "Why, I'll sit and rock her myself this very minute." When Lilly went out into the darkness there were the ten cents in her bag and the blurry outline of things she finally laid to hunger.
Tom opened his lips, then he closed them. He patted Barbara clumsily, and finally cleared his aching throat with a loud "Harrumph!" He dashed the tears from his eyes with the heel of one harsh palm, then leveled a defiant glare over her head, directed at anyone who might be looking on at his weakness. It was a blurry glare, however, and not nearly so ferocious as he intended it to be.
He can take to the philosophic meerschaum, and nicotine himself at brief intervals into a kind of buzzing and blurry insensibility, until he begins to "color" at last like the bowl of his own pipe, and even his mind gets the tobacco flavor.
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