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I have been a coward, and kept my heartaches and desires to myself. I can do it no longer." "But I am not for matrimony." She raised her clear eyes that would have disheartened almost any man. "I do not want any husband. I like my own fancies, and I suppose they are strange. There is only one person I ever talk to about them. No one else understands.
At first, only of the little gherkins, then promoted through medium cucumbers, to the glory of full-fledged Dills. A conscientious taster faithful, diligent, she reached the amazing speed of forty pickles a minute, and all done well. Of course it told on her. Also, her heartaches told on her. Lonely. Homesick for Bill, for Ptomaine Haul, for the gallery of Petticoats.
She will cry, and a woman's tears hurt the right sort of man. But bless my soul, Dic, why don't you settle your own affairs? I'm tired of it all. It's getting to trouble me as much as it troubles you." Billy paused, gazing into the fire, and dropped into a half-revery. "I can see the poor little dimpler weeping and grieving. I can hear her sobs and feel her heartaches.
Du Maurier says of his heroine: "With her it was lightly come and lightly go and never come back again. . . . Sheer gayety of heart and genial good fellowship, the difficulty of saying nay to earnest pleading . . . so little did she know of love's heartaches and raptures and torments and clingings and jealousies," etc.
Here she was imagining all sorts of vague heartaches that were utterly unworthy of her loyalty either to Giovanni's love or to Jack's friendship.
Here we are above the clouds, the world with all its care and heartaches shut out, basking in this glorious sunlight, sailing on in this clear, bracing, microbeless atmosphere. The clouds beneath our feet, the sun above our heads, and God's empyrean all about us. What can be more inspiring and grand? How does the chorus of that old hymn run?
"Daisy, forgive me for asking it won't hurt you to go back to England?" Her eyes met his with absolute candour. "No, dear," she said. "I was thinking," he said, stumbling a little, "sometimes old scenes, you know they bring back old heartaches." "My heart will never ache in that way," she answered gently, "while I have you." She paused a moment; then: "I'd like you to understand, Will," she said.
I'd like to tell a few of the people back home what I think of them, and I'd like for them to read some of the heartaches that I read in the letters of the boys. Then they'd understand how I feel about it." I shall never forget my friend the wrestler when I asked how it was that he kept so clean, and he replied: "The letters help a lot."
"I'd put my hand right beside those letters to save Miss Patty a heartache," I said, "and you know it." "You're a fool." She was raging. "You'll let her marry him and have the heartaches afterward." "She won't marry him," I snapped, and walked away with my chin up, leaving her staring. But I wasn't so sure as I pretended to be. Mr. von Inwald and Mr.
Such love stories are happening all the while among poor people, an' so are too common for the way-up world; yet they are full of heartaches, an' hot, droppin' tears, an' great sobs that are like moans. An' so my neighbor King had come to the end of his tragedy; had found the idol of his young life an' love put away in her grave, an' the waitin' an' hopin' was at an end.
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