United States or Netherlands ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
Over his broad bronzed forehead and white hair he wore a low-crowned, wide-brimmed black felt hat, somewhat rusted now, and with the band grease-crusted, and the binding frayed at intervals, and sagging from the threads that held it on. An old-styled frock coat of black, dull brown in streaks, and quite shiny about the collar and lapels.
The doctor fingered his beard indecisively, but Mr. White essayed to stride past, his chin in the air, ignoring the greeting, but Mr. Beale was too quick for him. He lurched forward, caught the lapels of the other's immaculate frock-coat and held himself erect thereby. "My dear old Whitey," he said. "I don't know you, sir," cried Mr. White, "will you please unhand me?" "Don't know me, Whitey?
I stopped and told her she wasn't respectable. Sixteen years old, goin' on seventeen!" "What did she say?" "Laughed," said Jonas, his voice becoming louder as the recital of his wrongs renewed their sting in his soul. "Laughed!" "What did you do?" "I went up to her and told her she wasn't a decent girl, and shook the wheel." Mr. Tabor illustrated by seizing the lapels of Joe Davey and shaking him.
"I'm not sure I want a promotion," he said. "It would mean more lapels." Ambassador Crodfoller pursed his lips, waiting until Retief and Magnan took places in the ring of Terrestrial diplomats around him. "A word of caution only, gentlemen," he said. "Keep always foremost in your minds the necessity for our identification with the Nenni Caste.
Spindling-legged little boys in the splendor of patent-leather buttoned shoes, stiff white shirts, black broadcloth suits with satin lapels; self-conscious and awkward little girls these in the minority in white dresses and stiff white hair bows. In the center of each group sat the little rabbi, very proud and alert. Fanny was not among these. She had never formally taken the vows of her creed.
Is it not a rare merit to be able to take the measure of the time? This coat, which the young men of the present day may conceive to be fabulous, was neither civil nor military, and might pass for civil or military by turns. Fleurs-de-lis were embroidered on the lapels of the back skirts.
He still a young man, though worn-looking and sad as I now saw it, rather than gloomy with the sensitive lips and the unworldly look one sees sometimes in the faces of saints. His black coat was immaculately neat, but the worn button-covers and the shiny lapels told their own eloquent story.
'That's all right, old chap, I've seen you that way more than once before. 'Don't talk like that, you're not a perfect brute! 'I bet you a shilling that I am. 'Don't torture me, you're not. Atherton! He seized me by the lapels of my coat, seeming half beside himself, fortunately he had drawn me into a recess, so that we were noticed by few observers. 'What do you think has happened?
I hesitated; with his left hand he slightly raised the lapels of his coat, and grasped the handle of a navy revolver. "Swear!" again he cried. As I gazed, his eyeballs assumed a greenish tint, and his brow darkened into a scowl. "As your confederate," I answered, "never as your slave." "Be it so!" was his only reply. The body was lying upon its back, with the face upwards.
"Well, how did you speed?" he asked with a smile. "Marvellously well," said I. He took hold of the lapels of my coat and looked at me curiously. "Your love scene was short," he said. "Perhaps. It was long enough." "To do what?" "To define the situation." "Did it need definition?" "I thought so half an hour ago." "Ah, well, the evening has been a strange one, hasn't it?"
Word Of The Day