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Forth from this maze of mingling tints, indefinite in shade and sunbeams, lean earnest, saintly faces ineffably pure adoring, pitying, pleading; raising their eyes in ecstasy to heaven, or turning them in ruth toward earth.
And to crown all, an aviator had the ineffably bad taste and the culpable foolhardiness to circle round and round within a few dozen yards of our heads. In spite of all this, the sum of one's sensations amounted to lively pleasure. The pleasure would have been livelier if university football were a better game than in candid truth it is.
She awaited with eagerness the return of her messenger from the palace; she listened insatiate to his account of each word, each look of the Protector; she felt bliss in this communication with her beloved, although he knew not to whom he addressed his instructions. The drawing itself became ineffably dear to her.
Then it was that her husband's personality, touched as it never had been, stepped forth and stood erect. The things she had said were answered only by his scorn, and she could see he was ineffably ashamed of her. What did he think of her that she was base, vulgar, ignoble? He at least knew now that she had no traditions!
And there no, not there but somewhere from out of the gentle rush of the middle current there seemed to come to him a marvellous mist of drifting sound ineffably, rapturously sweet! With a light movement Nils runs his bow over the strings, but not a ghost, not a semblance, can he reproduce of the swift, scurrying flight of that wondrous melody.
Dollops the little girl above referred to was particularly small and shy, ineffably stupid, and remarkably fat. It was the last quality which induced Solomon to call her Dollops. Her hair and garments stuck out from her in wild dishevelment, but she was not dirty. Nothing belonging to Mrs Flint was allowed to become dirty.
But her hands were all too dexterous, and, quicker than it takes to write, the bandage was tied, and she was standing before me, straight and tall. "There that is more comfortable, isn't it?" she inquired, and with the words she bestowed a final little pat to the bandage, a touch so light so ineffably gentle that it might almost have been the hand of that long-dead mother whom I had never known.
"How then?" said the other. "How do you account for it? Where did their money come from?" "It grew," said the St. Clair ineffably. "They were lords of the soil." "Oh! But it had to be dug out, I suppose," said Miss Macy. "There were others to do that." "After all," said Miss Macy, "how is money that grew any better than money that is made? It is all made by somebody, too."
Had she not discovered that she could write poetry whenever she felt like it? Noble passed from her sight, but nevertheless continued his radiant progress down Julia's Street. Life stretched before him, serene, ineffably fragrant, unending. He saw it as a flower-strewn sequence of calls upon Julia, walks with Julia, talks with Julia by the library fire. Old Mr.
Somewhat to her own surprise, Katherine slept profoundly that night. The delicious sense of comfort and security which her mother's presence brought soothed her ineffably. It seemed as if no harm could touch her while she felt the clasp of those dear arms. The early forenoon brought Mr.
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