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The lad stopped and stared. He shook his head slowly. "No, sir," he said. "But you must be! Are you sure?" The boy laughed this time. "Sorry, sir, but my name is 'Frank'; isn't it, mother?" he added merrily, turning to the lady at his side, who was regarding William very unfavorably through a pair of gold-bowed spectacles. William did not wait for more.
His finger-nails were polished till they shone, a huge diamond flashed on his right hand, and he peered out benignantly over the tops of a pair of gold-bowed spectacles. Dignified in bearing, he looked every inch the statesman and scholar.
Matson was waiting to receive them, rubbing her gold-bowed spectacles and stroking her heavy silk with an air which would have awed a child less self-assured than Edith. Nothing grand or elegant seemed strange or new to her.
Her grandmother, placid and fair, with a cap of sheer white muslin resting on her yet brown hair, and a pair of gold-bowed spectacles pushed up on her forehead above her kindly blue eyes, was considered a handsome old woman, and showed few traces of the life of toil through which she had passed.
"Do your best, Doctor Godroy, and for God's sake let me know the worst or best as soon as may be. This suspense is horrible." Doctor Parker Godroy looked sympathetically at him through his gold-bowed spectacles. "I will do my best, Sir Jasper," he said, gravely. "The result is in the hands of the Great Dispenser of life and death. Send for the clergyman, and wait and hope."
"O Esther! I have had such a dream!" cried David, starting up, and rubbing his eyes. "And I such another!" answered Esther, gaping till her pretty red lips formed a circle. "About an old woman with gold-bowed spectacles," continued David. "And a scarlet hoop-petticoat," added Esther. They now stared in each other's eyes, with great astonishment and some little fear.
In writing this memoir the spirit of his quiet pursuits, the even temper they bred in him, gained possession of my own mind, so that I seemed to look at nature through his gold-bowed spectacles, and to move about his beautifully ordered museum as if I had myself prepared and arranged its specimens.
Jones on his mind, Richard had thought proper to suggest the propriety of her humoring his mother felt no fears of Mrs. Markham, senior, whom she still associated in her mind with heavy black silk, gold-bowed spectacles, handsome lace and fleecy crochet-work.
I caught her looking at me suspiciously, once or twice, over her gold-bowed reading-glasses. Once she inquired if I was ill, or felt feverish. My cheeks did burn. "Oh, no," I said, "but I guess I'll go to bed. It's almost midnight." Esther took off her glasses and rubbed her eyes. "One gets tired, sometimes, climbing," she observed. I waited.
They might have fallen off had not a kindly Providence placed a large wart where it would do the most good. On Sundays, when she put on shoes, corsets, her best black silk, and her gold-bowed spectacles, she took great pains to wear them properly. When she reached home, however, she always took off her fine raiment and laid her spectacles aside with a great sigh of relief.
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