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Updated: May 23, 2025
A true bird of the south, he did not enjoy our climate, and if the room became too cool he made his opinion known by drawing his head down into his shoulders, with every feather on his body fluffed out, even to the base of the beak, till he looked as if wrapped in delicate gray furs to his nose, and almost burying his eyes.
The old lady came toward Norma with her soft old wavering footsteps, and gave the girl a warm kiss even with her initial rebuke: "Well, I don't know whether I am speaking to this bad runaway or not!" she quavered, releasing Norma from her bejewelled and lace-draped embrace, and shaking her fluffed and scanty gray hair.
Wilbur Edes thought he had never seen his wife look as beautiful as she did standing there before them all with those fluttering leaves of paper in her hand. A breeze came in at an opposite window and Margaret's blue feather tossed in it; her yellow hair crisped and fluffed and the paper fluttered. Margaret stood for an appreciable second surveying them all with a most singular expression.
Arnheim hopped on one foot and then on the other, holding his head aslant. Then they stretched out on the white, sunbaked beach. Miss Sternberger loosened her hair and it showered about her. "Gee! 'Ain't you got a swell bunch of hair!" She shook and fluffed it. "You ought to seen it before I had typhoid. I could sit on it then."
Her white hair was fluffed out under the hat brim, and looked very thick and vital. Her white skin was smooth and even. Her eyes shone, as Cecile had just told her, "comme deux lampes." She was a striking figure as she sat on her sofa very upright near a lamp, holding a book in her hand. She even looked very handsome and, of course, very distinguished.
It was a young woman, with as many white muslin flounces round her as the planet Saturn has rings, that did it. She gave the music-stool a twirl or two and fluffed down on to it like a whirl of soap-suds in a hand-basin. Then she pushed up her cuffs as if she was going to fight for the champion's belt.
Naturally I didn't want to bother you while the terrible affair was so fresh, so I waited. And now I'm here!" She seemed to be very much so, as she settled herself back in the big leather chair, and made sure that her hair was properly fluffed around her much-powdered face. "You are here to " faltered Viola. "To get the balance for the books that's it, dear Miss Carwell.
And returned with satisfaction and renewed self-confidence to the exclusive society of all those dear grown-up people gentle and simple who were never guilty of leaving him behind; to that of Camp, the old, white bulldog, and young Camp, his son and heir, who, if they so far forgot themselves as to run away, invariably ran back again and apologised, fawning upon him and pushing their broad, ugly, kindly muzzles into his hands; and to that of Monsieur Pouf, the gray Persian cat, who, far from going too quickly, displayed such majestic deliberation of movement and admirable dignity of waving fluffed tail, that it required much patient coaxing on Dickie's part ever to make him leave his cushion by the fire and go at all.
The Echo fluffed out her deep blue plumes a little and took up the task. "What are rules for, my dear?" she began. "Why to keep, I guess," ventured Sara, a little flustered. "Aren't they?" The Echo glanced up at the Plynck with a twinkling smile. "Do you hear that?" she asked. "Bless the child! She says rules are made to keep!"
Her light brown hair was fluffed out on her shoulders, so that he felt a kind of fainting-sweet sensation, and murmured inarticulately: "Oh! I say how jolly!" "Lawks! It's awful! Have you come to see mother?" Balanced between fear and daring, conscious of a scent of hay and verbena and camomile, Bob Pillin stammered: "Ye-es. I I'm glad she's not in, though."
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