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It was a relief to get close to one of the black-curtained windows, and see the westering sun shower warmth and light on the trees of the Square gardens. She was introduced to a Mr. and Mrs. Gallant, a dark-faced, cynical-looking man with clever, malicious eyes, and one of those large cornucopias of women with avid blue stares. The little dancer was not there.
Jordan is one of the brainiest men in Ireland ... that, I suppose, is because he has got some English blood in him: a cynical-looking man, but that's all his fun. And he works, my goodness, he works! "It's with men like these that I want to work, because I believe that they will prepare the place for the foundation of a decent commonwealth.
"The Southwest corner of State and Madison Streets is the regular rendezvous of all sorts of men. They can be seen standing there every afternoon and evening, gazing at the surging crowd which passes by. One sees day after day the same faces, and one wonders why they are there, for what they are looking. Some of these men have brutal, sensual faces; others are cynical-looking and sneer.
But somehow in the face of this smiling, cynical-looking, vivid creature, he rather shrank from saying that he had them with his wife. He swiftly reflected that, after all, he had four others with Nan, that she was so surrounded with admirers that she could not go partnerless, and that he would explain. "Delightful!" he cried, pencilling his program. Mrs. Morrell fluttered down alongside Mrs.
"A collaborateur," said a cynical-looking man who had not yet spoken, "is a hackney vehicle which one hires on the road to fame, and dismisses at the end of the journey." "Sometimes without paying the fare," added a gentleman who had till now been examining, weapon by weapon, all the curious poignards and pistols on the table. "But what is this singular ornament?"
She kept looking with an air of trepidation at her husband who was being effusively polite to my grandfather. There were only ourselves and the Ardaraghs present of the county-people. The other guests were staying at Damerstown or had come from a distance; they were very fashionable, but I did not like the very low dresses and the loud talk of the ladies, nor the tired, cynical-looking men.
And her voice dies away like a baby bird falling out of a nest. And she stands still jerking her mouth and the pennies falling all around her. And a cynical-looking youth bounces out and picks them up. Bravo! She tried to bow and slipped. Another round of applause for that. All right, take her away. What did she sing?
Believe me, Your well-wisher, David Ossian Macrae. The enclosure bore this inscription: CHARLES FERMIN, ESQ., Offices of the Orb, Strand, London. I had received the letter at breakfast. I took a cab, and drove straight to the Orb. At the top of these I was confronted by a glass door, beyond which, entrenched behind a desk, sat a cynical-looking youth.
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