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Her long-lashed eyes look at me distrustfully and are suffused with tears when I decline to play. What do I care? My heart is harder than a stone. Moreover, I have transferred my affections; I am in love with a woman of twenty-three, seventeen years older than myself.
She shivered too, as if constrained to echo an animal's distress. "Things have died here," Androvsky said, speaking at last in a low voice and pointing with his long-lashed whip towards the camels' skeletons. "Come, Domini, the horses are tired."
"That's my business." "And mine. Are you the sheriff of Washington County, ma'am?" A pulse of anger beat in her throat. Her long-lashed eyes flashed imperiously at him. "It doesn't matter who I am. You'll march to town in front of my horse." "Maybe so." The voice of the sick man began to babble querulously. Both of those outside listened. "He's awake," the girl said.
The pink-tinted creamy lilies looking up from the still surface of the lakelet were not so fair as the pink-tinted face of Alice Leigh's daughter, framed in the soft brown shadows of her hair with a hint of gold in the ripples at the white temples. And behind the face, looking out through long-lashed violet eyes, was loving sacrifice and utter self-forgetfulness.
We shall catch you up, and just to spite the Di Nivolis, if nothing more, I shall beg first one of you, then the other, to let me give you a lift. Neither of you must refuse, or I shall cry, and no man has ever made me cry yet." "I'm sure no man ever will," I answered promptly. "And no boy?" she asked, with a long-lashed glance at my companion, who had given no answer save a smile.
She looked at him, her long-lashed eyes a little serious. "But you how are you going to get home? It's getting late to be out on the moor afoot." Maynard laughed. "Oh, I'm all right, thanks!" He sniffed the warm September night. "I think I shall sleep here, as a matter of fact. I'm a gipsy by instinct "'Give to me the life I love, Let the lave go by me, Give the jolly Heaven above "
The dusky, long-lashed eyes which always give a woman an effect of beauty, the splendid fling of head, and the piquant, finely cut features, with their unconscious tale of Brahmin caste, the long lines of the supple body, willowy and yet plump as a partridge they went to his head like strong wine.
"Ya, ya! to pleasing Hulda; for what will trouble us then, her sinless bosom being their safe depository, and her long-lashed eyes melting our ghosts to gray air?" With a look of strong dislike, the woman gave Hulda the shillings, saying: "If you ever show one of 'em to me, gal, I'll make you swaller it."
Broussard was the finest young officer, the most beautiful horseman, he could sing Körner's Battle Hymn as no one else could, and when she played a violin obligato to his songs of love Anita stopped short, and turned her long-lashed eyes full on Beverley. "Daddy doesn't do justice to Mr. Broussard," she said, "but you ought to have seen the way he grasped Mr.
Too often have they felt the cruel snow-stick across their defenceless heads, and the sting of the long-lashed whip cutting a morsel of flesh at each blow, to doubt the quality of their reception, and the howl of pain as they start upon the grand rush is in anticipation of the end.
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