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Updated: May 9, 2025
"Jemima, if it must be so," jerked out Mary, "sent me to her desk for an envelope, and what do you think I saw?" "What?" asked Elizabeth, expecting nothing less than a red-hot Valentine, signed Walter Farquhar, pro Bradshaw, Farquhar, and Co., in full. "Why, a piece of paper, with dull-looking lines upon it, just like the scientific dialogues; and I remembered all about it.
And thus, in the depths of his dim eyes, behind his low, dull-looking brow, the huge map of Christendom was stored away. Nani himself had risen, full of covert respect for the unobtrusive but terrible man whose hand was everywhere, even in the most distant corners of the earth, although he had never left his office.
It was a dull-looking street at all times; to-night of course we could see nothing but just the house where we stopped. It looked big and dull to Tom and me as we went in; Racey, poor little fellow, didn't know anything about how it looked, for he had fallen asleep again and had to be carried in in Pierson's arms.
We saw that four of the Selenites standing in the doorway were much taller than the others, and clothed in the same manner as those we had seen in the crater, namely, with spiked round helmets and cylindrical body-cases, and that each of the four carried a goad with spike and guard made of that same dull-looking metal as the bowls.
It was a very dull-looking book, with no pictures and no conversation. The little girl lay on her back, looking up at the cracks in the plaster ceiling and watching the shadows sway and dance as the candle flickered in the gusts of cold air. She herself began to feel a soft, pervasive warmth. Aunt Abigail's great body was like a stove.
I have read since in one of those musty books of Bunratty, that moths and butterflies come to life by shaking themselves out, one fine day, from a dull-looking, shapeless, ugly thing they call a grub, in which they have been buried for a long time.
"It won't bite, will it?" said Fred, nervously, for he felt somehow that it was not what it seemed. "Bite? no!" laughed his cousins; "look here," and Harry turned up his sleeve and touched the beautifully tinted petals. In a moment they were gone, and in their place a dull-looking thing, like a piece of soaking wet leather.
The sequel to this conversation was that a tall, thin, lemon-coloured man, with tight lips and small, dull-looking eyes, which saw much more than most bright eyes ever see, accompanied Sir Seymour in a cab to Glebe Place. They arrived there about half-past eleven. Sir Seymour rang the bell, and in a moment Dick Garstin opened the door.
The lad's eyes were sleep-heavy and red, and he was almost as dull-looking, perhaps, as Morgan imagined him to be. "What did you say?" he asked. "I asked you if you thought you'd be elected this fall," repeated Morgan, in mock seriousness. "I don't know what you mean," said Joe, turning from him indifferently. "Why, ain't you runnin' for President on the squash-vine ticket?" asked Morgan.
To Thor Brok gave the dull-looking hammer, saying, that whatever he struck with it would be destroyed; that no blow could be hard enough to hurt it; that if he threw it, it would return to him so that he could never lose it; and that as he wished so would its size be yet there was one fault about it, and that was that the handle was an inch too short.
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