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Updated: May 20, 2025
I did not see how we could have come wrong, yet each moment it appeared that our neglected path had reached its end, like an unwound tape-measure. Could it be possible that this broken, ill-mended thread was the clue which would eventually lead us to the Col de Pertuiset, and the châlet-hotel far away upon the summit of the mountain?
The ceilings had vast plaster cornices of classical design, fragments of which would sometimes fall unexpectedly, and the wall-papers were bold and gigantic in pattern and much variegated by damp and ill-mended rents.
No other voices are heard except theirs, and that of the midshipmen calling over the names of the men, or the officers putting some interrogatory about a spot of tar on a pair of duck trousers, or an ill-mended hole in the sleeve of a shirt.
Rusty gray-brown, patched, and with ill-mended tears, which no amount of painstaking effort could ever convert again into more than dimly respectable uniforms, a sprinkling of civilian broadcloth and feminine bonnets. And across the church a smaller block of once hostile blue.... As the recessional formed, prayer books were closed to be slipped into pockets or reticules.
And she put down her pail. "Don't move!" said Helbeck hastily. "I'll do it myself." The woman, as she milked, watched him propping the ruinous gate with a stone; her expression all the time friendly and attentive. His own people, women especially, somehow always gave him this attention. Helbeck hurried forward over a road, once stately, and now badly worn and ill-mended.
I have not come here today to waste words, but to propose something to your advantage your money-advantage, he repeated deliberately, looking round the dismal building with its ill-mended gaps and rents, and its complete lack of the properties and appliances to which the humblest modern artist pretends. 'To judge from what I heard in Paris, and what I see, money is scarce here.
"So long as it isn't jumping...." The old lady grasped the parapet above, and there was a moment of intense struggle. "Urup!" said Mr. Polly. "Hold on! Gollys! where's she gone to?..." Then an ill-mended, wavering, yet very reassuring spring side boot appeared for an instant. "Thought perhaps there wasn't any roof there!" he explained, scrambling up over the parapet beside her.
No one ever complained that the pots and kettles were ill-mended. It was merely that being simple-minded, he found in his Bible that besides earning his bread he had to save or lose his soul. Having no other guide he took its words literally, and the directions puzzled him. He grew more and more unhappy more lowly in his own eyes 'Wishing him like to those more rich in hope'
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