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I have had some experience of him in other moods, however, and shall be the less surprised when the thunderstorms suddenly come up amidst the sunshine. If it is impossible to be at your ease, it is equally impossible to be dull in his company, for one is always in a state of half-tremulous doubt as to what sudden turn his formidable temper may take.
With that blow still tingling about his ears and confusing his senses, Claib could not well tell whence or from whom came that silvery, half-tremulous voice, which passed so like an electric shock through the eager crowd, and rousing Harney to a perfect fury. "Five hundred."
"If I send, as usual, for the sum heretofore regularly paid for her maintenance, it may bring this fact to his mind." "I have feared as much," was the low, half-tremulous response. "And yet, if I do not send, the very omission may excite a question, and produce the consequences we fear." "True, Edward. All that has passed through my mind over and over again." "What had we better do?"
Her gown was shining, of an elusive shade that made Wilbur think of ripe fruits chiefly apricots, he decided. She was unquestionably what she had confessed herself to be a rattlepate. She rattled now, with a little waiting, half-tremulous smile to mark her pauses, as if she knew people would weigh and find her wanting, but hoped for judgments tempered with mercy. "Mad about the war?
"Not in this world, dear," he answered, with sublime confidence, "nor any other!" She stole away from him. He was left alone upon the terrace, alone, but with the exquisite conviction of her return, promised in that last half-tremulous, half-smiling look over her shoulder. Then suddenly life seemed to come to him with a rush, a new life, filled with a new splendour.
"I am quite sure papa would not order me to take another lesson of a man who has struck me," was the reply, in a half-tremulous tone, which told that the appeal had not failed to touch the child's heart. "I do love my father dearly, dearly, but I can't submit to such insulting treatment; and nothing on earth will make me."
Julia had in truth touched upon the true nature of my misanthropy of that self vexing and self-torturing spirit which too effectually blinds the heart. "But could I find it, Julia?" I asked, looking into her eyes with an expression which I began to feel was something very new to mine. "Perhaps I think you could," was the half-tremulous answer, as she beheld the peculiar expression of my glance.
At the door he bent down and kissed Grace good-night, saying, "I shall not wait to see you in your bed, but shall come in to look at you before I go to mine." "May I have a kiss too, papa?" Lulu asked in a wishful, half-tremulous voice, as though a trifle uncertain whether her request would be granted.
"I am not laughing, love," he said in soothing, half-tremulous tones, taking her in his arms and holding her close, as he had done the night before. "How could I laugh at you for being willing to sacrifice everything for me? But that's not all?" "Not quite.
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