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"I do not gather that he told her any thing, except that she brought a face to his memory that he had known of old. She fancies and so of course does he that it was her sister." A low, peculiar laugh from her mother made Belasez's blood curdle as she lay listening. There seemed so much more of the fiend in it than the angel. "What an ass he must be, never to guess the truth!"
"The custom is to make cheese from the rising of the Pleiades in spring to their rising in summer, and yet the rule is not invariable, because of difference in locality and the supply of forage. "The practice is to add a quantity of rennet, equal to the size of an olive, to two congii of milk to make it curdle.
"Six quarts of juice, of an equal quantity of apples and pears, treated with ten drachms of chalk and thirteen of prepared charcoal, deposited some malate of lime, and yielded a sugar rather darker than the preceding, but very well tasted. "Cadet de Vaux says, that apple juice does not curdle milk, and that a small quantity of chalk added to it destroys some part of the saccharine principle.
"Madame, I do not believe you are; you are all too perfect not to have a perfect face; and even were it otherwise, I still love you!" She broke into a laugh one of her low, short, deriding laughs. "You do! O man, how wise thou art! I tell you, if I took off this mask, the sight would curdle the very blood in your veins with horror would freeze the lifeblood in your heart.
For a moment there was a lull in the tempest, and, raising himself upon his elbow, Arthur listened intently, while he said, in a whisper which made Frank's blood curdle in his veins: 'Hark! there's more abroad to-night than the storm! Something is happening or has happened which affects me. I have heard voices in the wind Gretchen calling me from far away. Frank, Frank, did you hear that?
It was only a tinge, but with Phariseeism as with rennet, a very small quantity is enough to curdle a large pan of milk. They sat down to dinner, and Joseph asked: "Where is Rudolph?" "Goodness gracious me, Joseph, what are you talking about!" said Mrs. Nüssler crossly. "I'm sure you might know by this time that Rudolph is always late.
Jumble, meanwhile, sat and snapped at flies, frankly bored. "Did you" said William in a sibilant whisper "did you ever kill anyone?" Mr. Blank laughed a laugh that made William's blood curdle. "Me kill anyone? Me kill anyone? 'Ondreds!" William breathed a sigh of satisfaction. Here was romance and adventure incarnate. "What do you do now the war's over?" Mr. Blank closed one eye.
"There's no help for it, Biceps, we'll have to bury the carcass, pile some logs on the top of it, and send a horse to drag it home to-morrow. If it were not Christmas Eve to-night we might take a couple of men along and shoot a dozen wolves or more. For there is sure to be pandemonium here before long, and a concert in G-flat that'll curdle the marrow of your bones with horror."
There had been sixteen men at the start, and at the end of four weeks of horror seven had been picked up to tell a tale which would make the blood curdle. The memory of this made me sick with fear and anxiety. Johnson felt so much better from his meal that he stood in the bow with his little monkey-like figure braced against the mast, his legs on the gunwales.
But eight quarts of juice from ripe apples called orange, which was evidently acid, as it curdled milk and reddened infusion of turnsole and that of violet, were treated with four drachms of chalk and the white of an egg: it yielded twenty-two ounces of syrup, between thirty-two and thirty-three degrees of the hydrometer, which did not curdle milk.
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