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Although, of course, there is your own case!" "Why, she is the most educated girl I know," I protested hastily. "I presume you mean best educated, Roger. Pray do not quite lose your command of language." I meant exactly what I had said. Phillida has studied since she was three years old, exhaustively and exhaustedly. A vision of her plain, pale little face rose before me when I spoke.
The Commander and the secretary smiled sapiently, but gently. "The Senor Comandante believes you, Dona Leonora: the Senor Hurlstone is innocent of the piracy. He is, of a surety, the leader of the Opposition." When James Hurlstone reached the shelter of the shrubbery he leaned exhaustedly against the adobe wall, and looked back upon the garden he had just traversed.
"Let that alone and catch these bundles!" Perry obeyed and one by one the fellows scrambled from wharf to boat. And, having reached the bridge deck, they subsided exhaustedly onto the two cushioned seats or the gunwale. Perry viewed their inflamed, perspiring faces in smiling surprise. "What did you do?" he asked. "Run all the way?"
At four o'clock, however, with only William and Bertram remaining for guests, something like quiet descended at last on the little house. "Well, it's over," sighed Billy, dropping exhaustedly into a big chair in the living-room. "And well over," supplemented Aunt Hannah, covering her white shawl with a warmer blue one. "Yes, I think it was," nodded Kate. "It was really a very pretty wedding."
One evening during one of these attacks, when for two days Carrie had not appeared at the dinner table, Alma, entering when the meal was almost over, seated herself rather exhaustedly at her mother's place opposite her stepfather. He had reached the stage when that little unconscious usurpation in itself could annoy him. "How's your mother?" he asked, dourly for him. "She's asleep." "Funny.
Filmer nodded toward the stranger, who sat exhaustedly upon a cracker-box, destined for the Black Cat, with his suit-case at his feet. "It ain't, then," Murphy returned. "It got on the Branch 'stead of the Mountain Special, by mistake. It's a lunger bound for the lakes, and some one gave him a twist as to the track an' we caught 'im.
His passion died suddenly. "No," he said weakly, exhaustedly. "Of course she wouldn't tell you. I was stupid. Yes, you're quite right. That's what a man would do with a woman, wouldn't he, if they were here together and they were lovers? He'd make her stand up there."
"But what," she went on hurriedly, still glancing over her shoulder as if she suspected some trick "what has brought you to this?" "YOU!" said the colonel, dropping back exhaustedly on his pillow. "You and your daughter." "I don't understand you," she said quickly, yet regarding him with stern rigidity. "You know perfectly well I have NO daughter.
Berrington was past protest and past flight, for the moment. He seemed to be sick to the soul. There came back to him the vivid recollection of the time when he had lain out in the jungle all night, with a bullet through his lungs, waiting wearily for death in the morning. He flung himself exhaustedly into a chair and gasped for breath.
"Queer, dear old hovel!" she exclaimed, sinking languidly upon a tabouret, and fanning herself exhaustedly, while the mantua-maker opened her boxes, and laid out her sample breadths of richly decorated brocade, or silver and gold enwrought satin. "How well I remember being whipped over my horn-book in this very room!
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