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Mr Neill," she explained to Roy, "is Vinx's shorthand secretary: volcanic, but indispensable to the Great Work! So I must fly off and obliterate my superfluous son." Her eyes tried to impart the warning he had not heard. Useless. His attention was centred on Arúna. "Wonderful isn't she?" the girl murmured, looking after her. Then swiftly, half-shyly, she glanced up at him.
Marie gave a quick little sigh one of those sighs which the worldly-wise recognise at once. "You don't seem over-pleased," said Joseph. "I was very happy there," she answered. Joseph leant back in his chair, fingering reflectively his beer-glass. "I'm afraid, mistress," he said half-shyly, "that your life can't have been a very happy one.
I fear they will be worshipping that wooden thing long after you and I have ceased working for Christ's kingdom." "Mr. Nelson," said the boy, half-shyly. "I don't agree with you.
"Very good, heavenly good," said Jack; and then neither spoke again until they had crossed the Italian garden and entered the American wood. She looked into his eyes then and smiled half-shyly and half-provokingly. "You are such a baby," she said; "such a baby! Do ask me why and I’ll tell you half a dozen whys. I’d love to."
He was seeing in the crude lad at his side warring elements that might build into a unique and strangely interesting edifice of character, and his own speech as he talked there by the palings of the fence in the moonlight was swiftly establishing the foundations of a comradeship between the two. "Thar's something mighty quare about ye, stranger," said the boy at last, half-shyly.
The old padre and the doctor, who did not know a word of any common language, exchanged a glance, and in a very business-like way, as of one whose trade it was, the priest got down upon his knees. Then the doctor, half-shyly, approached Eve, and taking her by the arm, led her gently out of the room.
"How absolutely sweet!" said Doris. He came and stood beside her at the window, looking silently forth. She glanced at him half-shyly. "Aren't you very fond of it all?" "Yes," he said. "And I think I am going to be," said Doris. "I hope you will," said Jeff. She turned from him to Granny Grimshaw who entered at the moment with a hot dish.
"There's a lot uh fixing to be done on that gate and I don't reckon I ever will find the padlock again." His eyes met the keen, steady look of dad, stopped there, wavered, softened to friendliness. Their hands went out half-shyly and met. "Kids are sure terrors, these days," he remarked, and they laughed a little. "Us old folks have got to stand in the corners when they're around."
Half-shyly she dwelt upon his personal appearance. A fine head and clever face, the nose astute, slightly Jewish in type, so she thought. His eyes were disappointing, too thickly brown in colour, too opaque. They told you nothing, were indeed curiously meaningless; and, though well set under an ample brow, were wanting in depth and softness owing to scantiness of eyelash.
"When you're a little older you will think differently," corrected Ethel, severely. "You will realise then that it is all very primitive." "PRIMITIVE?" asked Peg, disappointedly. "Of the earth earthy," answered Ethel. Peg thought a moment: "Sure I suppose I am then." She looked half-shyly at Ethel and asked her quietly: "Don't you like men?" "Not much," answered Ethel, indifferently.
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