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"But, why, if this promise was so hateful to you, did you not break it before?" asked Georgiana. "I had not the courage," Emilia stooped her head to confess; "and besides," she added, curiously half-closing her eyelids, as one does to look on a minute object, "I could not see through it before." "If," suggested Georgiana, "you break your word, you release him from his."

She did not reply at once, but put her hat on, and tied the ribbons loosely under her chin, looking thoughtfully into the distance. "Is that the Western slang for saying he belongs nowhere?" she asked. "Nowhere here," he answered with a grim twist to the corner of his mouth, his eyes half-closing with sulky meaning.

When she caught the amused glances of Anthony and Gloria she acknowledged them only with a faint smile and a half-closing of her eyes, to indicate that the music entering into her soul had put her into an ecstatic and exceedingly seductive trance.

Jehan restrained him. "Fye, Captain Phoebus de Chateaupers!" Phoebus counted the coins, and turning towards Jehan with solemnity, "Do you know, Jehan, that there are three and twenty sous parisis! whom have you plundered to-night, in the Street Cut-Weazand?" Jehan flung back his blonde and curly head, and said, half-closing his eyes disdainfully,

It was a perfect picture in its way of the indolent luxury of the South, the rich and perfumed flowers, half-closing to the night air, but sighing forth a perfumed buonas noches as they betook themselves to rest; the slender shadows of the tall shrubs, stretching motionless across the walks; the very attitude of the figure himself was in keeping as supported by easy chairs he lounged at full length, raising his head ever and anon as if to watch the wreath of eddying smoke as it rose upwards from his cigar and melted away in the distance.

"Come here," she said slowly; "come quite close to me." I walked towards her, wondering at the sudden change in her voice. As I approached she straightened her arms out each side of her, and half-closing her eyes, raised her face to mine. "Kiss me," she said, almost in a whisper; "kiss my lips."

I don't think I shall be," she added. Ethel was silent, employing the interval in a searching examination of her companion, from the tucker in her frock, to the strapped shoes on her feet. She had a way of half-closing her eyes while she did this, that Pennie felt to be extremely offensive.