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Kathleen returned the strong pressure of his hand, and leaning over, kissed Mrs. Whitney. "Bless both your dear loyal hearts." Her eyes brimmed with tears, and she dashed them impatiently away. "It was better that I should see the papers," she continued a moment later, "and know the world's unbiased opinion." "Unbiased opinion in a newspaper!" Whitney laughed mirthlessly.
Little Miss Pearl must have a hot bath this minute." "Oh, Maggie," said Flower. "Oh, Maggie, Maggie!" Her frozen indifference, her apathy, had departed. She rose from her recumbent position, pushed back her hair and stood beside the other young girl, with eyes that glowed, and yet brimmed over with tears. "Oh, what a load you have taken off my heart!" she exclaimed. "Oh, what a darling you are!
Mary Trevert had risen to her feet calm and impassive. But when he had gone, her bosom began to heave and a spasm of pain shot across her face. Again the tears welled up in her eyes, brimmed over and stole down her cheeks. "If I only knew!" she sobbed, "if I only knew!" The swift tragedy of the winter afternoon had convulsed the well-organized repose of Hartley Parrish's household.
Is it not perceived that thus it was not well assured, this great joy that she had, this cup of hers that brimmed? She started from that danger point at which the drug is drunk for stimulant. On the very first day of her new life she was saying, "How glad I am! How glad I am!" and going on radiant from her gladness.
And, when the glasses brimmed, each with a slice of lemon a-top, the Sergeant solemnly rose. "Mr. Bellew, and comrade," said he, lifting his glass, "I give you Miss Priscilla!" "God bless her!" said Peterday. "Amen!" added Bellew. So the toast was drunk, the glasses were emptied, re-filled, and emptied again, this time more slowly, and, the clock striking nine, Bellew rose to take his leave.
Then Auntie lost Henry's eyes as tears brimmed into her own. "It has been twenty-six hours since we arrived at Neuilly. I shall return in an hour, and " "I wish," cried Henry, "I wish there was something we could do!" Auntie caught our embarrassed desire to be of service yet not to assume.
Felicity, and Cecily, Dan, Felix, Sara Ray and I were sitting one evening on the mossy stones in Uncle Roger's hill pasture, where we had sat the morning the Story Girl told us the tale of the Wedding Veil of the Proud Princess. But it was evening now and the valley beneath us was brimmed up with the glow of the afterlight.
Van Brunt and the old news-carrier came in. He was a venerable, mild-looking man, with thin hair as white as snow. He wore a long snuff-coloured coat and a broad- brimmed hat, the sides of which were oddly looped up to the crown, with twine; his tin horn or trumpet was in his hand. His saddle-bags were on Mr. Van Brunt's' arm.
He swung into the second verse, his voice warming: The sand of the desert is sodden red; Red with the wreck of a square that broke; The gatling's jammed and the colonel dead, And the regiment blind with dust and smoke: The River of Death has brimmed his banks; And England's far, and Honor a name, But the voice of a school boy rallies the ranks Play up! Play up! and Play the Game!
The lady's eyes brimmed with tenderness. "Paul! you do love me, my own!" she said. "Oh, why can't we go on and travel together, darling?" Paul continued. "I want you to show me the world at least the best of Europe. In every country you would make me feel the spirit of the place. Let us go to Greece, and see the temples and worship those old gods. They knew about love, did they not?"
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