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We could not see our two companions, but suddenly in an interim of wind and ghost whispers, we heard Beth say: "Yes, Rob. I think we should really be cosier in a story-and-a-half cottage than we should in a bungalow." "Ye Gods!" muttered Miss Frayne, "did he propose in the face of that awful Thing?" "Ship ahoy!" I called. "Oh, didn't you go inside?" asked Rob. "Go in!
But there's no doubt men like sweet, sentimental women, and I suppose they are restful in a house.... Shall we have coffee in the drawing-room? It's cosier." In the drawing-room they settled down before the fire very contentedly silent. Pamela idly reached out for a book and read a little here and there as she sipped her coffee, while her hostess looked into the fire.
It pleased him to see the flames rise far up, and to hear them crackle as they ate into the heart of the boughs. He liked to see their long red shadows fall across the leaves and grass, peopling the dark forest with fierce wild animals; he would feel all the cosier within the scarlet rim of the firelight.
Were we to judge these memorable proceedings from the official documents published in the Moniteur and other journals of that period, we should form a very erroneous opinion. Those falsities were even the object of a very serious complaint on the part of Cosier St. Victor, one of the accused. After the speech of M. Gauthier, the advocate of Coster St.
The soldiers moved to the fire, spreading out their hands. 'Have your suppers in here, will you? she said. 'Or in the kitchen? 'Let's have it here, said the sergeant. 'More cosier if you don't mind. 'You shall have it where you like, boys, where you like. She disappeared. In a minute a girl of about sixteen came in.
The recollection decides me to court my own warm hearth, to challenge my right hand again to a game at the "dambrod" against my left. But it is cosier to put on the shutters. The road to Thrums has lost itself miles down the valley. I wonder what they are doing out in the world. A packman whom I thawed yesterday at my kitchen fire tells me, that last Sabbath only the Auld Lichts held service.
But after a while he said he thought it was draughty for me in the saloon, and it would be cosier in one of the sitting-rooms, but I would not go, Mamma, as I did not find it at all cold.
Bread-and-butter stood, rightly, for the centre of the universe. At some distance, but still on the table, a kettle moaned over a spirit-lamp. Alice was cutting bread for toast. The fire was of the right redness for toast, and a toasting-fork lay handy. As winter advanced, Alice's teas had a tendency to become cosier and cosier, and also more luxurious, more of a ritualistic ceremony.
I may tell you he's already raised a great deal of curiosity in the town." Janet most unusually blushed again. "Has he?" she replied. "Well, he isn't my nephew at all really, but we pretend he is, don't we, George? It's cosier. This is Master George Cannon." "Cannon? You don't mean " "You remember Mrs Cannon, don't you? Hilda Lessways? Now, Georgie, come and shake hands with Mr Clayhanger."
The studio was lit up with electric light. "There's too much light," she said. "Don't move. I'll do it." She went over to the door, and turned out two burners, leaving only one alight. "Isn't that ever so much better?" she said, coming to sit down near Claude. "Well, perhaps it is." "Cosier, more intime." She sat down with a little sigh. "I'm going to have a cigarette."
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