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Updated: June 9, 2025
I remember one night in the Café de la Source, when Fil de Fer had been treating him to brandy and trying to get him to tell his story; I remember his suddenly turning his one eye in the direction of us men, and launching himself upon a long flight of rhetoric.
She discreetly pretended not to hear, and addressing Francie Hall, launched into an account of her doings during the holidays. "We're moving out to Repworth at the September quarter," she concluded. "And it's too far for me to bicycle in to school every day, so I've started as a boarder at the hostel. I shall go home for week-ends, though. Nora Clifford and Fil Trevor are there too.
Filippa looked upon me with very happy eyes, when I said this; for a girl seems to know wiser ways of settling quarrels than do boys. A boy becomes excited; a girl thinks longer and acts more slowly. Certainly, Filippa's gentle ways and the expression in her wonderfully deep eyes had more power with Fil and Moro than would strife and force.
Some Capitaines, being invaded, have not desired to goe to meete the enemie, but have gone to assaulte his countrey, and constrained him to retorne to defende his owne home: The whiche manie times hath come wel to passe, for that those soldiours beginnyng to fil them selves with booties, and confidence to overcome, shall sone make the enemies souldiours to wexe afraide, when they supposynge theim selves conquerours, shal understand to become losers: So that to him that hath made this diversion, manie times it hath proved well.
"Tell our friend from across the purple ocean how we use the bamboo and the nipa plants, for other purposes besides building," remarked little Fil. Moro continued: "From the sap of the nipa palm, we distill alcohol. From the hollow bamboo we make pipes for carrying water. We boil the tender new shoots of bamboo, and eat them like celery.
There were three, and only one of them carried a rider. He waited tensely for the rest of the band to appear. The camels arrived and Rick whispered urgently, "The rest must be behind. Jump him and we'll grab the camels and make a run for it." Hassan tensed. "Yes. Be ready." The camel rider came close, and lifted a hand in greeting. "Assalamo alaikum. Fil khedma, ya sidi.
"I shouldn't have been a nun if I'd lived in the Middle Ages," said Fil. "I'd have wanted to go to the tournaments and to have seen my knight fighting with my ribbons in his helmet and bringing me the crown. Oh, wouldn't it have been fun? Life's not a scrap romantic nowadays. I do think men are slackers.
Instead of eating the berry, we grind it and steep it, and drink the liquor." "But, father, the seeds are light colored, and not deep brown, when you open the fruit," said Fil. "I know," replied Fil's father. "We roast the seeds in an oven, to get rid of the moisture and to preserve and ripen the stimulating oils."
Lorimer obeyed, and for once, the light jest died upon his tips. Surprise and admiration held him absolutely silent. "Elle filait et souriait et je crois qu'elle enveloppa mon coeur avec son fil."
"Or oysters to a mermaid's tail!" murmured Verity. A Hostel Frolic "The Foursome League," which Verity had instituted with her room-mates at the hostel, was kept by them as a solemn compact. They stuck to one another nobly, though often in the teeth of great inconvenience. It generally took three of them to urge Fil through her toilet in the mornings and drag her down to breakfast in time.
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