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Updated: May 5, 2025
"You've been talking to her of all sorts of grave, stupid things and she wants amusing waking up. I know the look of her. Don't you?" She slipped her arm inside Mary's. "You know, if you'd only do your hair a little differently fluff it out more you'd be so pretty! Let me do it for you. And you shouldn't wear that hat no, you really shouldn't. It's a brute!
Another short sharp cry followed but not in the voice of Fu-Manchu a dull groan, and the sound of a fall. With Smith still grasping my wrist, I shrank back into the doorway, as something that looked in the darkness like a great ball of fluff came rapidly along the passage toward me. Just at my feet the thing stopped, and I made it out for a small animal.
She was recalling a summer day when she and Roger had startled a mother and her chicks from their nest of dead leaves among the grass, the cleverness with which the tiny balls of fluff had matched themselves with the foliage and the utter audacity of the mother bird as she carried them off one by one to safety, under the very eyes of her giant foes.
Poor darling little Fluff! and Philip, her true lover, who had remained constant to her for ten long years. With a smile on her lips, and the old look of patience in her steady eyes, she turned her back to the window and prepared to listen to what the squire had to say. "The fact is, Frances " he began. "Sit down, my dear, sit down; I hate to have people standing, it fidgets me so.
And what would she do with herself, when she had destroyed herself? For if spirit, if integral being is destructible, Matter is indestructible. He was looking bright and abstracted, puzzled, for the moment. She stretched out her beautiful arm, with its fluff of green tulle, and touched his chin with her subtle, artist's fingers. 'What are they then? she asked, with a strange, knowing smile.
Maida did not see him again then. But just before dinner the bell rang. When Maida opened the door there stood Arthur. “I had this kitten and I thought you might like him,” he said awkwardly, holding out a little bundle of gray fluff. “Want it!” Maida said. She seized it eagerly. “Oh, thank you, Arthur, ever so much. Oh, Granny, look at this darling kit-kat. What a ball of fluff he is!
Clinging together, they form a continuous drapery, a shaggy ulster under which the mother becomes unrecognizable. Is it an animal, a fluff of wool, a cluster of small seeds fastened to one another? 'Tis impossible to tell at the first glance.
"Has anybody been rotting you?" Silence. John repeated the question. Still silence. Then John added "You know, Esmé, that I shall stick to you till I find out what's up; so you may as well save time by telling me at once." "It's Beaumont-Greene," faltered Fluff. "That fat beast! What's he done?" "He hasn't done much yet." "Tell everything!"
Clinging together, they form a continuous drapery, a shaggy ulster under which the mother becomes unrecognizable. Is it an animal, a fluff of wool, a cluster of small seeds fastened to one another? 'Tis impossible to tell at the first glance.
Immensely pleased with himself, the young dancer would fluff out his feathers, so as to look as big as possible, and after strutting about, would suddenly shoot out a leg and a wing, first on one side and then on the other, then spring high into the air, and do a sort of step dance when his feet touched the earth again.
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