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Even opposite the long, narrow, and exceedingly respectable rooming house in which she now dwelt a uniform had stood for several days lately, contemplatively.
The widow gave a little cry of fear, and Rosa came out into the sunlight. There the three stood, rigid, watching Tomaso contemplatively biting his lip in the middle of the sun-lit road. In a moment the suspense was over the worst was realized.
Bruce eyed him calmly, contemplatively, thinking what a face he made, and how ludicrous he looked with the sand matted in his corn-silk hair and covering him like a tamale casing of corn-meal as it stuck to his wet clothes. He left them and walked up the river where the rock rose like a monument to his hopes.
Our voyagers therefore lay close, resolving to be off in the morning before the unwelcome visitors were stirring. As the three lay there wrapped in their blankets and gazing contemplatively at the now risen moon, voices were heard as if of men approaching. It was soon found that two of the strangers had sauntered round by the beach and were slowly drawing near the encampment.
A copy of the proposed bill was enclosed, and the Governor read that also, hemmed and hawed a little, turned and handed it to Colonel Varney, who was sitting with a detached air, smoking contemplatively, a vacant expression on his face. "What do you think of this, Colonel?" Whereupon the Colonel tore himself away from his reflections. "What's that, Governor?" "Mr.
"Well, I've got just as much conscience as any man in business can afford to keep, just a little, you know, to swear by, as 't were," said the trader, jocularly; "and, then, I'm ready to do anything in reason to 'blige friends; but this yer, you see, is a leetle too hard on a fellow a leetle too hard." The trader sighed contemplatively, and poured out some more brandy.
"Is that all?" inquired Ned, drawing his chair towards the fire, into which he gazed contemplatively. Mr Shirley looked at his nephew over the top of his spectacles, and said "That's all." "It's very short," remarked Ned. "But to the point," rejoined his uncle.
The lieutenant had strolled in, and was contemplatively turning over in his hand the heavy forty-five-calibre Colt. "Some rod that!" he announced. "We don't get many like it here. Where did you breeze in from, young fellow?" "Thet's my business," growled Samson. Then, he added: "I'll be obleeged if ye'll send word ter Mr. George Lescott ter come an' bail me out."
"You are very sensitive to music, are you not?" said Charlotte Benson, contemplatively. She had tried me on Mompssen, and the "Seven Lamps," and found me wanting, and now perhaps hoped to find some other point less faulty. "I do not know," I said, honestly. "I seem to have been very sensitive to-night." "But you are not always?" asked Henrietta Palmer. "You do not always cry when people sing?"
I thought so.’ He looked contemplatively at his horse’s mane, as if he had some serious cause of dissatisfaction with it, or something else. ‘Well! what then?’ ‘Oh, nothing!’ replied he. ‘Only I thought you disliked her,’ he quietly added, curling his classic lip with a slightly sarcastic smile. ‘Suppose I did; mayn’t a man change his mind on further acquaintance?’
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