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Updated: June 22, 2025
What would you not give never again to feel envy in your heart at your brother, or straitness and pining at his prosperity? One thing do I desire, said the Psalmist, that mine ear may be nailed to the doorpost of my God: that I may always be His servant, and may never wander from His service. Now, that is your desire too. I am sure it is.
"He is singing of love, of my love for you," and startled by his own words he drew her hand to his lips and covered it with kisses. She drew it back, and ran at full speed down the avenue towards the house; on the steps she waited a moment to take breath. "Not a step farther," she cried breathlessly, clinging to the doorpost as he overtook her. "Go home."
Troy handed a folded newspaper through the slit between door and doorpost, and put the candle close. "That's the paragraph." he said, placing his finger on a line. Boldwood looked and read "MARRIAGES. "On the 17th inst., at St. Ambrose's Church, Bath, by the Rev.
It was an ordinance of the Republic One and Indivisible of Liberty, Equality, Fraternity, or Death, that on the door or doorpost of every house, the name of every inmate must be legibly inscribed in letters of a certain size, at a certain convenient height from the ground. Mr.
He was leaning against the doorpost, attired in a cool suit of white linen, his hands in his pockets, the expression of his handsome darkling young face a most curious one. He was staring at his father steadily, his fine eyes wide open holding a spark of inward rage, his nostrils dilated and quivering. He seemed bent upon making the orator meet his glance, but the orator showed no desire to do so.
I turned in a flash, unable to credit my senses and there, holding weakly to the doorpost, stood Nayland Smith! "Smith!" I cried reproachfully "you should not have left your room!" He sank into an arm-chair, assisted by Dr. Hamilton.
"Well, and do you remember me?" said Fanny playfully, putting her hand on her fiancé's arm. "When first you kissed me here," retorted Desiderius, looking into her beaming eyes. "How you feared me then!" "Well, and do you remember," said the young fellow in a voice void of feeling, "when I stood resting against the doorpost, and you came to drag my secret out of me. How I loved you then!"
Even as this was done, Huntington reappeared at the door of his bedroom. The revolver in his right hand moved slowly upward. In the kitchen doorway was Claire a stricken thing in blue and gold clinging to the doorpost, her lips parted, her eyes wide with terror. But Haig! Could anything have been more horrible than that smile? It was fearless, mocking, insolent.
Weak as he was from his long illness, the prince descended the staircase, supported by the ministers, and entered the room just in time to hear his father's loud cry of astonishment and disgust at the sight of Cerisette. 'There was been treachery at work, he exclaimed, while the prince leant, dumb with horror, against the doorpost.
"I do what pleases me, as it pleases me, and I owe no account to any one, I think!" He stopped suddenly. His feet were, as it were, nailed to the floor and his mouth closed. He seized Guy's hand and felt his flesh creep, as he saw Adrienne standing pale, and supporting herself against the doorpost, as if she had not the strength to proceed, her eyes wide open, like those of a sick person.
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