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The human desire for change is rooted in the conviction, a vain and deceptive one, that an entirely different environment must include or create a new world of thought and emotion. So for once the Pearl's desire was for the hills.
And had we told them standing corn was equally admirable, Margaret would have changed to a reproachful gazelle, and Catherine turned us out of doors; so each pearl's arrival was announced with a shriek of triumph by whichever of them was the fortunate discoverer.
'Puck was Felix Pearl's brother, you know -eleven years old, so clever, and an awful imp -and he was Moon besides; but the worst of it was that his dog it was a funny rough terrier at the Vicarage -was so furious at the lion, when Adrian was roaring under the skin, that nobody could hear, and Adrian got frightened, as well he might, and crept out from under it, screaming, and there fell the lion, collapsing flat in the middle of the place.
But, whether from pride or resignation, or a feeling that her penance might best be wrought out by this unutterable pain, she resisted the impulse, and sat erect, pale as death, looking sadly into little Pearl's wild eyes.
That look of naughty merriment was likewise reflected in the mirror, with so much breadth and intensity of effect, that it made Hester Prynne feel as if it could not be the image of her own child, but of an imp who was seeking to mould itself into Pearl's shape. “Come along, Pearl,” said she, drawing her away. “Come and look into this fair garden.
She went over to Mrs. Francis to say good-bye to her and to Camilla. Mrs. Francis was much pleased with Pearl's spirit of independence and spoke beautifully of the opportunities for service which would open for her. "You must keep a diary, Pearl," she said enthusiastically. "Set down in it all you see and feel.
I began at the last vehicle and carried my eye along the line, to find that I knew them all. There was Doctor Pearl's buckboard, with his mustang eating a fence post; Squire Crumple's gray mare in his narrow courting buggy; old Mr. Smiley's ponderous black with his comfortable phaeton, speaking the presence of Mr. Pound and Mrs.
His tone was politely interested, but his errant glance strayed to where Pearl and Flick stood gazing over the vast spaces of the desert, flooded with illimitable sunshine. But Mrs. Gallito needed only a modicum of interest upon which to launch her confidences. "Yes, he certainly is queer, and Pearl's like him in lots of ways. Neither of them can stand anything holding them.
Pearl's soft voice held no evidence of rancor. "Tell me something quick, before he reaches us. Tell me true, and I'll be good friends, honest, I will." "You know I'll tell you anything I can." "Then then is she that woman in Colina pretty? As pretty as I am?" He smiled bitterly. "No one's as pretty as you, Pearl. No, she ain't pretty." "Well, what does she look like?" impatiently. "Nothing much.
I shall never forget how she bore herself whilst we waited for aid to come. 'You must tell her mother and me all about it, said the father; much moved. When they came close to the Stonehouses' suite of rooms they heard Pearl's voice rising with a pitiful note of fear: 'Where is The Man? Oh! where is The Man? Why doesn't he come to me? He can save me!
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