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Also that without touching them they cause the golden flagons to fill with red wine and to move through air, with no hand upon them, to the king's table. That was long ago. We have had no news of them of late. They may do now more marvelous, vaster things." "And the moral?" "I said, 'They do them there. Perhaps this is there." "I take you!" I said and half-laughed.
"Really, Laura, I am not sure that I should enjoy myself seeing you crawl about those ladders like a spider or climbing ropes like a sailor or turning on a trapeze like a monkey or otherwise making yourself ridiculous." "Oh, Mother!" half-laughed Laura. Yet she was a little hurt, too. "Aw, Mother, don't sidestep your plain duty," said Chet, his eyes twinkling. "Chetwood!
Especially as You are leaving to-morrow, I believe?" "Yes." He tried to speak in conventional tones; but his gaze swerved from the graceful figure with its dim, white lines that changed and fluttered in the faint breath of air, stealing so gently by them and away. "My time is almost up; the allotted period of my brief Elysium!" he half-laughed.
He was about to add, "to keep off the wolves," but he checked himself in time, as he half-laughed and thought that it would scare his companion again.
So does memory inspired by the sensations contribute an additional item for the colouring of history. He touched the elbow, showed a flitting face of crazed amazement in amusement, and shrugged and half-laughed, dismissing the incident, as being perhaps, if his hearer chose to have it so, a gem of the rubbish tumbled into the dustcart out of a rather exceptional householder's experience.
The little woman blushed and half-laughed, and nearly cried as she said this, for she felt that it was rather a bold thing to say to a stranger, and yet she had such a strong desire to mitigate her husband's desolation when absent from her that she forcibly overcame her modesty. "And I want you to do me a favour, Mr Miles," she added. "I'll do it with pleasure," returned our gallant hero.
So does memory inspired by the sensations contribute an additional item for the colouring of history. He touched the elbow, showed a flitting face of crazed amazement in amusement, and shrugged and half-laughed, dismissing the incident, as being perhaps, if his hearer chose to have it so, a gem of the rubbish tumbled into the dustcart out of a rather exceptional householder's experience.
"I don't know!" half-laughed, half-gasped Martie from the pillows. "I'm awfully afraid my baby..." A spasm of pain brought her on one elbow, to a raised position. "Oh, DON'T DO THAT!" she screamed. "I do nothing!" said the old woman soothingly.
If, after the last time I was here, when you said good-bye, you'd said to me you were going to buy it, I should have told you that I would not take it." He paid no attention to her outstretched hand. At her eyes he looked. "Why not? Why particularly after I'd said good-bye?" "Because you have no right to give it me, and I have less right to accept it." He half-laughed.
"You have a right to be proud of your husband. He is a great artist. You should take care of him." "Oh, I'm so happy," half-laughed and half-sobbed Angela, "I can't help it." She went over to where Eugene was and put her face against his coat. Eugene slipped his arm about her and smiled sympathetically. M. Charles smiled also, proud of the effect of his words.
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