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She hadn't the gift no one had. . . . He stepped on a book that had fallen off one of the crowded little tables. He picked up the slender volume, and holding it, approached the crimson-shaded lamp. The fiery tint deepened on the cover, and contorted gold letters sprawling all over it in an intricate maze, came out, gleaming redly. "Thorns and Arabesques."
Repellent and contorted as these ultimate metaphysical theories may seem, we must not suppose that they destroyed in Saint Augustine that practical and devotional idealism which they contradicted: the region of Christian charity is fortunately far wider and far nearer home than that of Christian apologetics.
A black horse which he recognized, and a big, red-faced cowpuncher with gray eyes that did not twinkle. While Lance looked, the man lifted his head, seemed to be staring straight into Lance's face, opened his mouth and contorted his pain-racked face in a shout.
Frank worked his stiffened face to relieve the feeling of cold contorted rubber and followed Kenny up the path. Light glimmered dimly through the jungle of frost upon the shack window. Fronded whitely by the sleet, the panes loomed out of the dark like an incandescent series of camera plates, bizarre and oriental. Frank shivered in the wind. Doctor Cole opened the door.
"Joe's a good boy, with a sweet nature," went on the father at last. "He favors his maw an' she was always gentle. Yes, he's a good boy an' in a country whar a feller kin live without fightin', I reckon he'd be accounted smart beyond ther commonality." Again the mountaineer's face was contorted into a spasm of pain and his labored breathing demanded a respite of silence.
He took the cartridges from two young men brothers from the resemblance and from the fact that, falling together, one, the younger, had pillowed his head on the other's breast, while the elder's arm was around him. They lay like children in sleep. The next man was elderly, a lonely, rugged-looking person with a face slightly contorted and a great hole in his breast.
"It is," said Crispus, with sternness. "Then remember this, I shall speak before all to Chilo, and write a letter home that I have gone to Beneventum. I shall have no messengers hereafter but you. Remember this, and do not irritate me longer." Here he was indignant, and his face was contorted with anger. Afterward he began to speak excitedly,
There was doggedness and resolution enough, but Braun was deathly white and if his face was contorted and it was it was not with the lust to batter and injure and maim. It was something else. The two men faced each other. And then the stocky, swarthy Braun swung at Haney. The blow had sting in it but nothing more.
As Maspero points out, the struggle of Sibu resulted in contorted attitudes to which the irregularities of the earth's surface are to be ascribed. In contemplating such a scheme of celestial mechanics as that just outlined, one cannot avoid raising the question as to just the degree of literalness which the Egyptians themselves put upon it.
"Here's a pretty go," he growled, as he sat down on the ground, his face contorted with pain; "it'll be a long time before I'll be able to stand, and the boys will have to bring one of the hosses here or else carry me home. Hello!"
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