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Updated: June 24, 2025


Even the new neighbourhoods get spoiled before they are half put together builders treat one another so unfairly; while, as for the old ones why, my poor dear father is coming to have row after row that he can't find tenants for at all, unless he were to let them to to objectionable characters." Clytie threw this out with all boldness.

Clytie stood in this large garden one day, watching her pet doves as they flew about in the sky, when she caught a glimpse of the sun chariot of Apollo. She even had a glimpse of Apollo himself, as he guided his wonderful horses along their course, which was the circle of the heavens.

He turned to the house and pointed up to the two open windows of the study, in and out of which the warm breeze puffed the limp white curtains. "He's there, poor chap! He was able to get that far for the first time yesterday, leaning on me and Clytie." "And to think I never knew he was sick until we came from town last night. I'd surely have left the old school and come before if I'd heard.

Whyland also looked over Clytie Summers, and found no serious harm in her. "She is rather underbred or 'modern, I suppose I should call it, and she's more or less in a state of ferment; but I dare say she will come out all right in the end. However, my Evelyn shall never be taken through the slums: I think Leverett will be willing to draw the line there."

And so through the ages has the Nymph turned her dew-washed face toward the heavens, and men no longer call her Clytie, but the sun-flower, heliotrope. Once when the golden-beamed Apollo roamed the earth, he made a companion of Hyacinthus, the son of King Amyclas of Lacedaemon; and him he loved with an exceeding great love, for the lad was beautiful beyond compare.

At the top, right on top of the cliff, lost in M. Lenepveu's copper ceiling, figures grinned and grimaced, laughed and jeered at MM. Richard and Moncharmin's distress. And yet these figures were usually very serious. Their names were Isis, Amphitrite, Hebe, Pandora, Psyche, Thetis, Pomona, Daphne, Clytie, Galatea and Arethusa.

Black, piercing eyes, not large, a low forehead, as low as that of Clytie in the Townley bust, black hair, twisted in heavy braids, a face that one could not help looking at for its beauty, yet that one wanted to look away from for something in its expression, and could not for those diamond eyes. They were fixed on the lady-teacher now.

On top of the shelves on one side of the fireplace I shall set our noble Venus di Milo, and I shall buy at Cicci's the lovely Clytie and put it the other side. Then I shall get of Williams and Everett two of their chromo-lithographs, which give you all the style and charm of the best English water-color school.

Helplessly he fell upon his knees before the big chair praying out his grief in hard, dry sobs that choked and shook his worn body. When Clytie knocked at the door an hour later, he was dry-eyed and apparently serene, but busy with papers at his table. "Is it something bad about Bernal, Mr. Delcher," she asked, "that he's going away so queer and sudden?"

In the first place, there was an enforced contrast with poor Mliss in all this praise of Clytie. Secondly, there was something unpleasantly confidential in his tone of speaking of Mrs. Morpher's earliest born.

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