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Updated: June 10, 2025
Under the searching gaze of those green-gray eyes, the young man flushed. "Yes; my father was active in New England politics," he answered simply. "Did you know him?" "Very well" returned the other "very well." He repeated the two words with a suggestive emphasis; his eyes with that curious, baffling, questioning look still fixed upon his companion's face. The red in Aaron King's cheeks deepened.
Captain Cable grunted audibly. A muddy sea and a dirty gray sky, a cold rain and a moaning wind. Short-capped waves breaking to leeward in a little hiss of spray. The water itself sandy and discolored. Far away to the east, where the green-gray and the dirty gray merge into one, a windmill spinning in the breeze Holland.
She bowed her head wearily as though realizing the futility of expecting him to understand. "Yes, I suppose so, only " He waited a moment, then prompted: "Only what?" "Only perhaps a stronger man would have told me before he kissed me." "Did that make so much difference?" The green-gray eyes grew soft and the lips smiled wanly. "Yes all the difference," she said.
It is utterly without beauty; its tone is a cold olive green-gray; there is not one redeeming grace or charm about it except the noble figure of Velazquez himself, yet in its austere fidelity to truth it stands incomparable in the world. It gained Velazquez his greatest triumph. You see on his breast a sprawling red cross, painted evidently by an unskilful hand.
Sometimes the plant is bushy, standing a foot or two high, again it is trailing or climbing. It loves fence corners and big rocks to clamber over; it will also choose large trees for support, climbing up to their tops. The flowers are whitish and the fruit is a pretty, green-gray berry, round and smooth, which grows in scant clusters.
"I am going to answer all questions put to me on the way down to the Square," he announced. "But you have just complained that it's a far journey." "I beg your pardon. I said it was a far journey to take alone." She turned in her seat and looked at him. The lips and brow were reserved, even grave, but in the green-gray eyes danced a truant twinkle.
Chichester. She casts a teasing glance at her admirer; a little amused light has come into her green-gray eyes. "I should think you, Randal, would be the fitting person to propose to her, considering how you haunt her footsteps day and night," says a strange voice. It comes from a tall, gaunt old lady, who, with ringlets flying, advances towards the group.
His hair and beard alone were light, bleached by the rain and sun, until they had become the same green-gray color as the under side of the willow leaves. The birds, flying about, looking for a place to build, took Hatto the hermit for another old willow-tree, checked in its struggle towards the sky by axe and saw like the first one.
Toward two o'clock Inspector Crawford came into my private office, escorted by Joe. I saw in Joe's seamed, green-gray face that some new danger had arisen. "You've got to get out of this," said he. "The mob in front of our place fills the three streets. It's made up of crowds turned away from the suspended banks."
In unspotted field uniforms, and helmets still without the green-gray canvas service covering, they clattered past the reviewing officers, each right leg coming down with the thumping goose-step salute, until halls and barracks echoed with the staccato tread of thousands of hob-nailed boots.
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