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"Please, Billy," she pleaded, in a shrill whisper, "please let's listen. He's going to propose to her now, and you've no idea how funny he is when he proposes. Oh, don't be so pokey, Billy do let's listen!" But Mr. Woods had risen with a strange celerity and was about to leave the summer-house. Margaret pouted. Mrs. Saumarez and Mr.
"You are pardon me," said Klesmer, again pausing near the piano "in coming to a conclusion on such a matter as this, everything must be taken into consideration you are perhaps twenty?" "I am twenty-one," said Gwendolen, a slight fear rising in her. "Do you think I am too old?" Klesmer pouted his under lip and shook his long fingers upward in a manner totally enigmatic.
The singing was not less good than it used to; but it fell oftener into the minor key, and then pouted along with a steady, powerful volume, deepening and steadying as it went, which somehow swept over my heart like a wind from the desert. I could not well tell why, yet I felt it trouble me; sometimes my heart trembled with the thrill of those sweet and solemn vibrations.
Round boxes, baskets or bags on either arm and even the rainy-day umbrella, they waited in delicious expectancy the serving man fetching the brass-studded cowhide trunk, to the very last moment when to Henriette's surprise the blind girl pouted and drew back! She groped until her fingers touched a chair, then sat down kerplump! "I won't go!" announced Louise firmly.
"You've got more brains than the whole lot of them together, you've got more sense, you're a lot better looking" he surveyed her, standing in the full light by the canary's cage, her little glossy head thrown back, her pink lips pouted teasingly at the charmed and agitated bird, her fine clear features profiled in the gold of the sunshine "and you're a thoroughbred, egad, which most of them are not."
The wife knew this dog, and hung the bacon on a high nail out of his reach, and covered with a big dish the pies cooling on the bench; and the neighbors down the road knew him and chased him out of their dairy-cellars when he nosed into the milk-pans and cheese-pots; and even the little children found out what a coward he was, and sent him howling home to his hole under the porch, where he grumbled and pouted all day like a spoiled child that had been half whipped.
"We promised a little girl we would find an old table for her and we have just ransacked the farmer's house, hoping to find it. Cora burst out laughing. Such an explanation! "Why, I'll promise a `little girl' that," said Ed, taking up Cora's laugh. "Any qualifications? Might it be a time-table?" Maud pouted. She stepped into Cora's car, evidently disgusted with boys in general.
He made no other answer, and turned again to the music. His eye went down a sheet then over it again then more closely over it again. "Are you?" persisted the child, balancing on one foot. He looked at her, and his eyes were angry under knitted brows. "What are you bothering about?" he said. "I'm not bothering I only wanted to know if you were going out," she pouted, quivering to cry.
"There!" pouted Ronnie, "I felt certain you'd put them on for me." "Why no, I should have put on rubies and orange opals for you. People with our colour of hair always like barbaric display " "They don't," said Ronnie, "they have chaste cold tastes. You are absolutely mistaken." "Well, I think I ought to know!" protested the dowager; "I've lived longer in the world than you have, anyway."
By-and-by the groom took his bride by the arm, and made an effort to induce her to leave her maids of honour and "trek" towards the cabin which henceforth was to be her home. The lady pouted, and shook his hand off her arm; whilst the maidens laughed and clapped their hands, dancing in the dust-strewn sunlight with such high kicking action as would win fame for any ballet dancer in Europe.
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