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"Here we are!" Garth's voice recalled her abruptly from her musings to find that the Betsy Anne was swaying gently alongside a little wooden landing-stage. "But how civilized!" she exclaimed. "One does not expect to find a jetty on a desert-island." Trent laughed grimly. "Devil's Hood is far from being a desert island in the summer, when the tourists come this way. They swarm over it."
Manifold, and beautiful of their sort, are Anne's musings, in this interesting attitude, in the summer midnight, in the crisis of her destiny now near; at last:
He fell into long sad musings, and waters of bitterness flowed across his soul. The monks thought that he would die, he became so wan and ghost-like; but he never failed in his duty, and though his life stretched before him like a weary road, he knew that it would be long before he reached the end, and that he had many leagues yet to traverse, before the night fell cold on the hills.
Did he see Harriet's voice, tremulous from a mist of tears in its laughter, broke in upon his musings. "And oh, John Drayton's hat," she was saying. "You should have seen it, Peggy. When we started this morning 'twas nearly straight. Oh, not entirely! That would be impossible. Somehow I could not take my eyes from it. The harder he rode the further on the side it got.
Satisfied with his reconnoitre, Losely quitted the skeleton pile, and retraced his steps to the inn he had left. His musings by the way suggested to him the expediency, nay, the necessity, of an accomplice.
She could almost have thought that Edmund and Miss Crawford had left it, but that it was impossible for Edmund to forget her so entirely. She was again roused from disagreeable musings by sudden footsteps: somebody was coming at a quick pace down the principal walk. She expected Mr.
Yet perhaps this woman may be better and happier than her mother ever was; perhaps she is so already perhaps this world is not a wild, lying dream, as I have occasionally supposed it to be. But the thought of my own situation did not permit me to abandon myself much longer to these musings. I started up. 'Where are you going, child? said the woman, anxiously.
A romantic purely speculative dream, persistently followed through a tobacco-smoker's long musings as he lounged in the doorway, had brought him to the point of wishing that the little tailor were dead. At a stroke he beheld his capital trebled; and then he thought of La Cibot. What a good saleswoman she would be! What a handsome figure she would make in a magnificent shop on the boulevards!
The Sea-flower had rested her head upon her hand, and while her mother had been engaged with Harry, a silent spectator might have wondered to what unseen object those deep oases of love were imparting their purity. The words of Harry had fallen upon her ear, "I shall see what old Ocean is made of;" shall we follow in the train of her musings? they will lead us not where the fallen tread.
He roused himself from these deep musings to look once more at his new idol, turned his head, and saw that he was alone; he had heard a faint rustling sound, the door closed Madame d'Espard had taken her cousin with her. Lucien was surprised to the last degree by the sudden desertion; he did not think long about it, however, simply because it was inexplicable.
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