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'The middle-aged, she says, 'who have lived through their strongest emotions, but are yet in the time when memory is still half-passionate and not merely contemplative, should surely be a sort of natural priesthood, whom life has disciplined and consecrated to be the refuge and rescue of early stumblers and victims of self-despair.
It was the expression of one who sees things hidden to the generality; such a light as burns in the eyes of artists and prophets and fanatics, which, to the uncomprehending, seems almost a fire of madness. Samson must have felt Lescott's scrutiny, for he turned with a half-passionate gesture and clenched fists.
I shall stay here," she burst out with a half-passionate, half-childish cry, and ran into her bedroom, leaving the astonished Zephas helpless in his awkward consternation. "By Gum! I must take her to 'Frisco right off, or she'll be havin' the high strikes here alone. I oughter knowed it would come to this!"
Thus argued the poets; and their argument, half-passionate, half-scholastic, mixing Phædrus and Bonaventura, the Schools of Alexandria and the Courts of Love of Provence, resulted in adding all the fervid reality of philosophical and religious aspiration to their clear and cold phantom of disembodied love of woman.
Oh," she said suddenly, again seizing him by his two arms, and holding him from her with a half-prudish, half-passionate gesture, "why could you not have left things as they were; why could we not have met in the same old way we used to meet, when I was so foolish and so happy? Why could you spoil that one dream I have clung to?
"Is it that you really really love me?" questioned Hepworth, searching the honest eyes she lifted to his with a glance half-passionate, half-sorrowful, which brought a glow of blushes to her face. "Can you ask that now?" she questioned, drooping her head. "Will a good girl take kisses from the man she does not love?" "God bless you for saying it, darling! Oh, if it could be if it could be!"
Slowly she lifted her hand and began to button it. Vere moved and began to button up hers. Hermione glanced at her, and saw a watchful, shining, half-humorous, half-passionate look in her eyes that could not be mistaken. She dropped her hands. "No, Vere!" "Yes, Madre! Yes, yes, yes!" The Marchesino stared. "No, I did not " "You did! You did, Madre! It's no use! I understood directly."
She ran up to her now and knelt by her side. "Kiss me, Iris," said Mrs. Delaney. Iris put up her soft, rosebud lips; they met the equally soft lips of the mother. "You are much better, mummy; are you not?" said the child, in an eager, half-passionate whisper. "I have had a long sleep, darling, and I am rested," said Mrs. Delaney. "I told Fortune to call you. Father is away for the day.
She felt her strength once more, the strength of a wholly reasonable and half-passionate revolt against that tyrannous propriety which Mr. Whiston worshipped. 'Father 'Well, my dear? 'There is only one thing I dislike in these letters and that is a falsehood. 'I don't understand. Rose was flushing.
I looked up at Sonia, who was leaning forward and watching me with those curious half-sullen, half-passionate eyes of hers. "Why did George tell those lies about me at the trial?" I asked. "I don't know for certain; I think he wanted to get rid of you, so that he could steal your invention. Of course he saw how valuable it was.
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