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Updated: May 21, 2025
He was devouring the dear, straight, little form in the doorway with his eyes, and her every word fell on his tired heart like raindrops in a thirsty land, making the flowers of hope spring forth and burst into lovely bloom. "Well, I do ask it!" snapped the aunt hatefully. "Come, answer me, do you love him?" "That, Aunt Frances, I shall never answer to anybody but Michael.
To wake the sense of this eternal need, present though unrecognized under every joy, was the final cause of every sorrow and pain against which Richard rebelled most naturally rebelled, knowing neither the plague of a heart that would but could not be lord over itself, nor of a nature hatefully imperfect and spotted, yea capable of what itself could not but detest.
"You two have set me thinking," he said, when he joined them; "and brought to my mind an observation I had made how seldom you find art succeed in representing the hatefully ugly! The painter can accumulate ugliness, but I do not remember a demon worth the name. The picture I can best recall with demons in it is one of Raphael's a St.
He had had sense enough to know that his amorous escapades would get him into trouble one day, and he had always carried the little pistol which was now so convenient to his hand. It gave him a fictitious courage which he would not have had unarmed against almost any man or woman in Askatoon. "You get a woman to do your fighting for you," he said hatefully. "You have to drag her in.
He smiled hatefully as he handed it to me, and said, "Some books which monsieur once lent Mademoiselle Duvarney poems, I believe. Mademoiselle found them yesterday, and desired me to fetch them to you; and I obliged her. I had the pleasure of glancing through the books before she rolled them up. She bade me say that monsieur might find them useful in his captivity.
Janet and a peaceful Riversley, and a life of quiet English distinction, beckoned to me visibly, and not hatefully. The image of Ottilia conjured up pictures of a sea of shipwrecks, a scene of immeasurable hopelessness. Still, I strove toward that.
Antlike, these burden- bearers possessed but one idea to fetch and to carry; they traveled back and forth along the trail until they wore it into a bottomless bog, until every rock, every tree, every landmark along it became hatefully familiar and their eyes grew sick from seeing them.
"What is the matter? Is she sick or is she hatefully avoiding me?" "She's all upset, Anthony. Don't worry, she will see you by-and-by." "She must see me! After what she said last night I can't think I am in agony. What is the matter with us all? Yesterday we were triumphant; to-day I feel as if everything were sinking under my feet. She shall not leave me! I will not have it so!
You found their guns there?" "And the sand all trampled and hatefully stained. 'Tis an evil place, Martin." "And so it is!" says I. "But as to these weapons, there were two good firelocks I mind, and besides " "They are all here, Martin, guns and swords and pistols. You raved for them in your sickness so I fetched them while you slept.
Then all at once he laughed again, hatefully, and crushing her to him, he kissed her, roughly, savagely kissed her repeatedly on the lips and cheeks and throat. Mary cried out once and tried to struggle. Then of a sudden her muscles relaxed and she lay limply in his arms, eyes closed, wishing that she might die, or, better yet, that some supreme force would suddenly strike the creature dead.
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