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He ate his beefsteak and potatoes and toast; then Charlotte brought forward with triumph a little dish of salad, and finally a charlotte-russe. "I got these at the baker's in New Sanderson," said she. She was dimpling with delight. She looked very young, and yet the man continued to have that sense of dependence upon her. She exulted openly over her supper, her cooking, and her return.
Vesuvius was ten times as far; but the eye swept clear down the verdant coast toward Surrentum to the southward. At her feet was the sea, the Italian, Neapolitan sea, dancing, sparkling, dimpling from the first flush of morning to the last glint of the fading western clouds at eve.
"Does that make it square?" "More than square," he said. "You are too complimentary. But the only thing that really counts to-day is whether we are going to be real good friends, as you suggested. We are, aren't we? The very best and closest of friends?" "Yes," agreed Prudence, dimpling. "I like men to be my friends, nice men, I mean. But it isn't always safe.
It would put any reasonably-conditioned mortal into good-humour to observe the entire unanimity which subsists between these three; but there is a quiet welcome dimpling in Mrs. Chirrup’s face, a bustling hospitality oozing as it were out of the waistcoat-pockets of Mr.
She stood majestic in grey woollen gown, candle in hand, and her dark eyes blazed upon him in terror, wrath and indignation. It seemed for a moment that she could not speak; some movement passed over the white sweep of her throat and the full dimpling lips, and then 'Go down! She would have spoken to a dog with the same authority, but never with such contemptuous wrath. 'Go down at once!
The hateful entreaty still murmured in her resentful ears, that night, as she fell asleep; and she passed into the beginnings of a dream with her lips slightly dimpling the surface of her pillow in belated repartee. And upon waking, though it was Sunday, her first words, half slumbrous in the silence of the morning, were, "Vile Things!"
He came back, dimpling mischievously. He looked much more an angel than a fiend, for all his Angora chaps and flame-colored scarf. "Your bed and war-bag's on my bunk; you're on Smoky's; and Dixie's makin' himself to home in the corral. By all them signs and tokens, I give a reckless guess you're here t' stay a while. That right?" He prodded again at Rowdy's ribs. "It sure is, Pink.
The dimpling pool might have been knee-deep, and was as cold as ice. "It's like that the hottest day in August," said Marty. "But it's lots more fun to go swimmin' in the lake." It was late afternoon when they came down the hillside to the old Day house once more. Mr. Day was puttering around the stables. "Ye didn't finish them 'taters, Marty," he complained.
Oleron; it was Ann Pugh was the singer of our family; but the tune will be very o-ald, and it is called 'The Beckoning Fair One." "Try to sing it," said Oleron, his thumb still in the envelope; and Mrs. Barrett, with much dimpling and confusion, hummed the air. "They do say it was sung to a harp, Mr. Oleron, and it will be very o-ald," she concluded. "And I was singing that?" "Indeed you wass.
Out a little way from the shore the waves leap and tumble, and the two currents are like race-horses parted on two ways to the goal. Just at this point the water swirls and lingers; having lost all its fierceness and haste, and spreads itself out placidly, dimpling in the sun.
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