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He drew nearer to her. "It depends upon you. I want you for my companion for my wife " She looked him in the face a strange, agitated, half-defiant look. "I don't think that is true! You don't want me " "You! Yes, you, Olga! And only you!" "I don't believe it. You mean any woman." Her voice all but choked. "If that one" she pointed to the wall "could step towards you, you would as soon have her.
At Willards, where Boone was stopping, the ladies were obliged to wait a long time, and, in the end, it was Kate who appeared before them in deep black, with a half-yearning, half-defiant expression in the sadly worn face. They would never have recognized her, and, as it was, Merry started with a slight scream as the dark figure stopped before them. "Papa begs to be excused.
With which half-laughing, half-defiant conclusion, Susan tripped to the chariot, pausing a moment, however, to cast a reproachful glance over her shoulder at Saint-Prosper before vanishing in the cavernous depths of the vehicle of the muses. Her departure was the signal for the dispersing of the party to their respective couches.
It was for herself, and had to do with that fear she had told Annie Gay of, and which now had become a sort of waking nightmare to her. Jim sprang from the saddle. Linking his arm through the reins, he stood facing the woman he loved. "Well?" he said, in a curious, half-defiant manner, while his glance swept over every detail of her pretty, troubled face.
They seemed always to jeer at that hungry mother-love, but never quite so loudly as now. She remembered surprising Norvin Blake at play with these very children one day, and the half-abashed, half-defiant light in his eyes when he discovered her watching him.
Then, "How pretty Peggy Smith looks!" and "What a lovely gown she has on!" she said, turning a brave and half-defiant glance upon Agnes. "Yes, it is pretty. It's made of that South American embroidered muslin, convent work, you know," answered Agnes, casting a fleeting look at Tilly. "No, I didn't know," answered Tilly, trying to seem calm and indifferent, but failing miserably.
Does he really overhear it that huge, dumb, half-helpless, half-defiant prayer going up past him, out of the eager, hoarse cities, out of the slow, patient fields, to God? Does he overhear it, I wonder? What does he make out that we are like? I should think it would sound like music to him. I do not see how a President could help growing a little like a poet down in his heart as he listens.
A little child brought back to life, out of the gates of death; two hearts entering anew on life, through the gates of love; half a score of hearts, each glad in the gladness of each other, and in the gladness of all, what a morning it was! Doctor Eben and Hetty met at the head of the stairs. "Oh, Hetty!" exclaimed the doctor. "Well?" said Hetty, in a half-defiant tone, without looking up.
Carroll shouted again. "Hullo, you! Come back here!" Then the man turned, and his half-scared, half-defiant face fronted Carroll. He growled an inarticulate inquiry. "Come back here!" repeated Carroll. The tramp came slowly, suspiciously, one hand slyly lifted as one sees a wary animal with a paw ready for possible attack.
She looked about her with half-frightened, half-defiant eyes, and clung grimly to his powerful figure. As Eugenia watched them, a quick remembrance shot before her. She saw Nicholas Burr as she had seen him in his youth ardent, assured, holding out his arms to the future, which was to be love, love, love.
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