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"I can wait," answered La Follette, "we must get the Dauphin to the Château. La Mothe, see if they are gone," and he glanced significantly down the stairway. La Follette knew something of war, and there must be sights below it were better Ursula de Vesc should not see lest they haunt her all her life, sleeping or waking. But the Dauphin, his nerves strained and raw, had grown petulant.
These vexations were the consequence rather of the abuse of learning, than the want of it; no one that reads his works can doubt that he was turbulent, obstinate, and petulant; and ready to instruct his superiours, when he most needed instruction from them.
It passed within ten feet of the scouts, never noticing them. It seemed intent with a kind of diabolical intentness. Meanwhile the voice continued, now mournful, now petulant, now clear, now modulated, according to the rising wind. The two scouts paused spellbound as if in a place haunted.
To Brilliana he was simply the King, not even the whole hero and half-martyr King for whom she had held Loyalty House so sturdily, but simply the only man living graced with power to save the man she loved. She turned to him at once with a petulant expression of impatience. "Your Majesty," she sighed, "I wish you would speak to this proud gentleman. I cannot make him listen to reason."
But still they are very powerful in my country, and an An has small chance of a happy life if he be not more or less governed by his Gy." "You speak feelingly," said Taee's sister, in a tone of voice half sad, half petulant. "You are married, of course." "No certainly not." "Nor betrothed?" "Nor betrothed." "Is it possible that no Gy has proposed to you?"
Hush put your light out I'll come at the right time. 'You are too impetuous, the Professor murmured with a sort of groan, and he took off his moony spectacles in a petulant way and put them on the table. Behold what a change! Instead of a moon-like beneficence of the spectacles, there was seen the quick shifting light of two dark, fierce, cruel, treacherous, cowardly eyes.
Why not give Harlowe House into the care of some one who is, and marry me?" "But you don't understand me in the least, Tom." A petulant note crept into Grace's voice. "It's just because I'm not obliged to support myself that I'm happy in doing so. I feel so free and independent. It's my freedom I love. I don't love you.
This night she had rung all the changes, and had done no more than get his frank applause. She became petulant in an airy, exacting way. She asked him about his horse. This interested him. She wanted to see it. To-morrow? No, no, now. Perhaps to-morrow she would not care to; there was no joy in deliberate pleasure. Now now now! He laughed. Well then, now, as she wished! Jacques was called.
Possibly that very thing might make one love you." Paul stood in the small room, feeling himself very small and contemptible. The face of Loraine rose before his memory, beautiful and petulant, appealing and regal, features of ivory with poppy-like lips, dominated by dusky eyes and night-black hair. Suddenly she seemed responsible for all his uncertainties. He saw her just then as a Circe.
"For no cause that I know of," and he heaved a sudden sigh. "It is the dark spirit the warning of an evil hour!" "Stuff and nonsense!" said Miss Tranter. He was silent. His mouth compressed itself into a petulant line, like that of a chidden child ready to cry. "I shall be all right when I have kissed the kiddie," he said. Miss Tranter sniffed and tossed her head.
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