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And there was Charlie, his broad face beaming with boyish happiness, and something like a fatherly gentleness in his eyes, as he watched his companion at the tiller, whom, for a half-asleep moment of waking, I couldn't account for, till our start all came back to me, when I realised that it was our young scapegrace of over-night. Charlie and he evidently were on the best of terms already.
A sort of torpor fell over her sense: she was wakeful and yet half-asleep, unconscious of everything around her, seeing nothing but the distant massive towers of old Boulogne churches gradually detaching themselves one by one from out the fast gathering gloom. The town seemed like a dream city, a creation of some morbid imagination, presented to her mind's eye as the city of sorrow and death.
"He was walking curiously, as if he was half-asleep, but he slipped round the corner of the building and I lost him." Winston laughed. "There's a want of finish in the tale, but you needn't worry about me. I didn't see a man." "There is rather less wisdom than usual in your remarks to-night, but I tell you I saw him," said the lad.
Here, then, in the wide valley which Father Marquette saw peaceful and golden, lazy with fruit and river, half-asleep beneath the nod of God, here, then, was staged every element for human tragedy, every element of the modern economic paradox. Ah! That hot, wide plain of East St. Louis is a gripping thing.
"Head of three of the biggest power projects in California," said Welton impressively, "and controller of more potential water power than any other man or corporation in the state." Welton enjoyed his joke hugely. After Bob had turned in, the big man parted the curtains to his berth. "Oh, Bob," he called guardedly. "What!" grunted the young man, half-asleep.
Then finally, when Doria, having spent a couple of polite minutes in the drawing-room, had retired, and when I was tired out from the strain of the day and half-asleep through weariness, Adrian would mix himself the longest possible brandy and soda, light the longest possible cigar and try to keep me up all night listening to his conversation.
I had heard so much that was dazzling about Newport, which I had imagined a great white city by the sea, that the part I saw first after leaving the railway station was distinctly a blow. "This quiet, half-asleep village the greatest watering place of America, perhaps of the world!" I said to myself, almost scornfully; but when we had bowled into Bellevue Avenue, where Mrs.
All three of them, seated on blocks of stone, watched the tide come in, their backs rounded, their mouths clammy, half-asleep. But suddenly Delphin woke up; he jumped on to the stone, his eyes on the distance, crying: "Look, Boss, off there!" "What?" asked Rouget, who stretched his limbs. "A cask." Rouget and Fouasse were at once on their feet, their eyes gleaming, sweeping the horizon.
Again I advanced, making an even wider détour than before, and in ten minutes, perhaps, we were come upon a single sentinel, a soldier, who stood leaning against a tree as if half-asleep, and I was less careful in passing him because he did not appear to be particularly on the alert.
She sat down by the lamp and began to read to her father, as usual. Her mother put away her knitting; Joel came in half-asleep; the Doctor put out his everlasting cigar, and listened, as he did everything else, intently. It was an old story that she read, the story of a man who walked the fields and crowded streets of Galilee eighteen hundred years ago.
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