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Updated: May 23, 2025
Her eyes fixed hungrily upon the thin column of violet vapor mounting straight into the still morning air. When smoke rose in that fashion, she remembered, it was sure sign of clear weather. And then the thought came, "What if it had been raining!" She simply could not have got away.
The other followed. She stood with wild, glaring eyes by the bedside, never looking at Susan, but hungrily gazing at the little, white, still child. She stooped down, and put her hand tight on her own heart, as if to still its beating, and bent her ear to the pale lips.
That availed him nothing; except to make Cyril seek him out in whatsoever refuge the dog had chosen. Lad, trotting hungrily to his dinner dish, would find his food thick-strewn with cayenne pepper or else soaked in reeking gasoline. Lad, seeking peace and solitude in his piano cave, would discover his rug, there, cleverly scattered with carpet tacks, points upward.
Two Indians rode in toward evening dragging a calf that had been overlooked in the roundup; and having improvidently burned the cabin, the meat was cooked over the embers which still smouldered in places where knots in the logs made slow fuel. Buddy watched them hungrily, wondering how long it took to starve.
Christophe was so impatient that he just left his bag at the first hotel he came to near the station, and then ran to the theater to find out Hassler's address. Hassler lived some way from the center of the town, in one of the suburbs. Christophe took an electric train, and hungrily ate a roll. His heart thumped as he approached his goal.
The flames caught the grease and licked it greedily from the outer side of the box: "Massa Fire," laughed Sally; "yo' like dat po'k chop?" Then the heat hungrily battled for more and "pop" flew the cork and back leaped Sally. "Gawd!" she gasped. "I sho' didn't think yo' would take it that-er-way. I was only foolin'!" Sally had made great strides.
She was realizing it hungrily, revelling in it, anatomizing it, picking it to pieces, reviewing it, comparing her work with the original, and the original with her first conception, until beautiful sad Venice threatened to be no more her dream, and in dread of disenchantment she tried to take impressions humbly, really tasked herself not to analyze, not to dictate from a French footing, not to scorn.
There were those who looked hungrily in the direction of the Interprovincial and imagined what could be accomplished in a very big way in several different directions if only the man in control of the stock were say, a little more modern.
"Just the same, I'd wager anything," cried Betty, with a thrill in her voice and the hint of tears behind the brightness of her eyes, "that there isn't one of us who wouldn't be willing to make biscuits from morning till night if we only had the boys here to eat them." "Oh, wouldn't we!" cried Amy hungrily. "I shouldn't care if I turned into a biscuit!"
Then Timothy Kissed her. He kissed her hungrily; her hair, caught in the branches, her startled eyes, her cheeks, and last of all, her mouth. "I love you," he said, brokenly, over and over again. "I love you!" And Arethusa lay very quietly, and listened to him say it. "I can't get your hair out," said Timothy, miserably, "I'll go and get somebody at the house to come, but I...."
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