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In India the moonlight is golden, not silvery as with us. The great grey sea of scrub, with an occasional prominent tree catching this golden light on its clear-cut outline, had something awe-inspiring about it, for here one was face to face with real Nature.
Anthony could not take his eyes off him; he watched the clear-cut profile of his face thrown fearlessly forward, waited in tense expectation to hear him speak, and paid no attention to the whisperings of the chaplain beside him. Presently the debate began.
The two-and three-part contrapuntal singing which is done in the sight-singing classes is admirable for this, as the whole effect is blurred or entirely spoilt in such clear-cut work by a false entry. For all large school functions, such as a prize-giving, the songs should be sung by heart.
The pause she made before entering was brief, but not so brief that every eye there had not scanned enviously and wonderingly her perfect beauty from the clear-cut, exquisite face and bare, beautifully shaped arms, to the graceful ankles, gleaming white as sculptured marble through the veiling hair. Mrs Jefferson first recovered speech. "Who is she?" she whispered eagerly.
This movement is Socialism. Socialism is to me no clear-cut system of theories and dogmas; it is one of those solid and extensive and synthetic ideas that are better indicated by a number of different formulae than by one, just as one only realizes a statue by walking round it and seeing it from a number of points of view.
Looking back upon it now, it has just the effect of a prolonged nightmare stimulated by hasheesh or bang fantastic, full of confused dreams, changing kaleidoscopically from one scene to another, with vivid clear-cut pictures, intensely imagined, between gulfs of dim twilight memories, full of shadow figures, faces seen a little while and then lost, conversations begun abruptly and then ended raggedly, poignant emotions lasting for brief moments and merging into others as strong but of a different quality, gusts of laughter rising between moods of horrible depression, tears sometimes welling from the heart and then choked back by a brutal touch of farce, beauty and ugliness in sudden clashing contrasts, the sorrow of a nation, the fear of a great people, the misery of women and children, the intolerable anguish of multitudes of individuals each with a separate agony, making a dark background to this too real dream from which there was no awakening.
In no way breaking the silence; rising up out of it, rather. It was as if Nature dreamed as she lay sleeping, a dream clear-cut, melodious. Over all the moon hung full, turning the world to silver. Never had music so fairy a setting. "Then to Sylvia let us sing, That Silvia is excelling, She excels each mortal thing Upon the dull earth dwelling To her let us garlands bring."
I did not altogether appreciate it at the time, but now I shudder to think that I might have had either to 'fend for myself' or be dependent." "I don't think that dependence would have suited your book," was John's comment as he took in the lines of her clear-cut face. "No," she replied, "and I thank heaven that I have not had to endure it.
A soft, sweet voice answered. Didn't I know that voice? My hand holding the receiver shook. "Is that you?" said I, employing the foolish words that form the vocabulary of every talker through the telephone. "Yes, this is I," came back the answer in the low, clear-cut tones that are an inheritance of the Telfairs. "Who is it, please?" "It's me," said I, less ungrammatically than egotistically.
It was at this moment that O-liver stopped under the pepper tree. The bright light fell directly on Jane's distressed face. He saw the swept-back brightness of her hair, her clear-cut profile, her white skin, her white teeth. But he saw more than this. "By Jove," he said, "she's a lady!" If he had been talking to the men he would have said "Gosh!"
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