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Now honour is satisfied, do let Squirrel go on. We're wasting the whole morning." "Well then," said Cyril, still wringing the water out of the tails of his jacket, "I'll call it pax if Bobs will." "Pax then," said Robert sulkily. "But I've got a lump as big as a cricket ball over my eye." Anthea patiently offered a dust-coloured handkerchief, and Robert bathed his wounds in silence.
The friendly movers sat upright on the floor, panting and eyeing one another, after Mr Boffin had slammed the gate and gone away. In the weak eyes of Venus, and in every reddish dust-coloured hair in his shock of hair, there was a marked distrust of Wegg and an alertness to fly at him on perceiving the smallest occasion.
I wish it was my farm. Why?" She could see now it wasn't. He was out tramping. The corner of a knapsack bulged over his right shoulder. Rough greenish coat and stockings dust-coloured riding breeches But there was something about him. Something tall and distant; slender and strange, like the fir-trees. "Because whoever's farm it is I want to see him." "You won't see him.
Rapkin, in some bewilderment; and then, remembering that he was given to untimely flippancy, she gave a tolerant little cough. "I'll be shot if they aren't camels!" said Horace. "What do you make of 'em, Mrs. Rapkin?" Out of the faint mist which hung over the farther end of the square advanced a procession of tall, dust-coloured animals, with long, delicately poised necks and a mincing gait.
Everywhere pigeons were bathing, dashing the water over their iris-hued breasts, flashing in and out of the spray or nestling almost to the neck along the polished basin. The sparrows, too, were abroad in force, soaking their dust-coloured feathers in the limpid pool and chirping with might and main.
Her father was well, and apparently content. Miss Monro was very kind. Dixon's lameness was quite gone off. Only Mr. Dunster came creeping about the house, on pretence of business, seeking out her father, and disturbing all his leisure with his dust-coloured parchment-skinned careworn face, and seeming to disturb the smooth current of her daily life whenever she saw him.
How intimately did the life of the world throb for us in those days! Earth, water, foliage and sky, they all spoke to us and would not be disregarded. How often were we struck by the poignant regret that we could only see the upper storey of the earth and knew nothing of its inner storey. All our planning was as to how we could pry beneath its dust-coloured cover.
'Let me hold him, little lady, said one of the gipsy women, who had a mahogany-coloured face and dust-coloured hair; 'I won't hurt a hair of his head, the little picture! 'I'd rather not, said Anthea. 'Let me have him, said the other woman, whose face was also of the hue of mahogany, and her hair jet-black, in greasy curls. 'I've nineteen of my own, so I have.
He wore dust-coloured breeches and tan puttees, like Sticky Smith’s and Kid Glenn’s, only he wore no big, clanking Mexican spurs. The man passed in front of her, his burly body barely visible through the leaves, but not his features. She rose, turned, ran over the moss, hurried through the ferns of the warren, retracing her steps, and arrived breathless at the lavoir.
This good-natured fellow passenger was immediately succeeded by a cabin steward. "Been looking for you everywhere, sir," he said; "there's a gentleman come aboard asking for you." As he concluded, a spare, middle-aged man wearing a large topee and a dust-coloured suit approached and said: "Mr. Shafto, I believe?" and offered a welcoming hand. "Yes," assented the new arrival.
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