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He glanced at his guest, who sat quite still, the head bent a trifle, the disturbing gray eyes fixed contemplatively an him accusingly. And yet the accusation did not seem personal with the clergyman, whose eyes were nearly the medium, the channels of a greater, an impersonal Ice. It was true that the man had changed. He was wholly baffling to Mr.
He looked at me as though with a flash of inspiration. "That may be," said he; "it may very well be! That would cost us our hold over Pakenham. Neither would we have any chance left with her." "How do you mean, Mr. Calhoun?" said I. "I do not understand you." "Nicholas," said Mr. Calhoun, "that lady was much impressed with you." He regarded me calmly, contemplatively, appraisingly.
"I've sometimes thought there's a loop too much o' ribbon on this left side, sister; what do you think?" said Mrs. Pullet. Mrs. Tulliver looked earnestly at the point indicated, and turned her head on one side. "Well, I think it's best as it is; if you meddled with it, sister, you might repent." "That's true," said aunt Pullet, taking off the bonnet and looking at it contemplatively.
"I think Mis' Bennett's pie is a good deal better than grandma's," said the younger little girl, smacking her lips contemplatively; and Flora gave a half-chuckle, while her mother's severity of mien so deepened that she seemed to cast an actual shadow.
George was contemplatively filling his well-seasoned cherry, and spoke of Europe as a sort of detached planet, and of its concerns as far from likely to set going eddies in these wild hills. "I reckon as they'll 'ave a bit of a go. Wot d'you think?" "I'm off to it, George, by the first bloomin' boat that goes." "Haw! Haw!
"I guess your average love tosh leaves me like a one-eyed codfish; but there's a bit I've got in me head writ by some joker who knows me and the likes o' me. "'There's a whisper on the night wind, there's a star agleam to guide us, And the wild is calling, calling . . . let us go." Shorty contemplatively finished his beer. "'The wild is calling. Ever felt that call, kid?"
Miss Denham had never looked so lovely to Lynde as she did this day; he was glad to get her again in that closely fitting drab travelling-dress, laced up to the shapely white throat. A sense of great comfort had stolen over him the two or three times when she had sunk back in the carriage cushions and let her eyes dwell upon him contemplatively for a moment. He was beginning to hate Mrs.
Ordinarily I prefer balsam-fir or tamarack; in this case I used a balsam block and a spruce drill, and, although each kind failed when used with drill and block the same, I got the fire in half a minute. On June 3 we left this camp of tall timber. As we floated down we sighted a Lynx on the bank looking contemplatively into the flood.
I have told her a good many things since I saw you last, and her faith in me is a joy unspeakable." Of course I was delighted to hear that this charming lady was to be my fellow-auditor, and said so. "I often think of you two," said Mr. Crowder, contemplatively leaning back in his arm-chair. "I think of you together, but I am bound to say that the thought is not altogether pleasant."
Caryll. "Unavoidable?" Wharton looked at him in stern wonder. Gascoigne, too, swung round to stare. "Unavoidable? What can you mean, Caryll?" "I mean is the matter not to be arranged in any way? Must the duel take place?" His Grace of Wharton stroked his chin contemplatively, his eye ironical, his lip curling never so slightly.
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