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At this point Lord Findon checked himself roughly, and a minute afterwards was shaking Welby by the hand and stooping with an old man's courtesy over the invalid carriage in which Mrs. Welby lay reclined. Euphrosyne, indeed, had shed her laughter!
My little fire was soon lighted under a rock, and, spreading out my scanty stock of provisions, I reclined on my grassy couch. As I looked on the fading features of the beautiful landscape, my heart turned towards my distant home, where my friends were doubtless wishing me, as I wish them, a happy night and peaceful slumbers.
The duke's head reclined on a cushion which had been fastened for the occasion to the back of the chair: the remainder of his person was buried under a purple velvet coverlet, except his neck and arms, which were clothed in a black doublet, the whole costume being eminently calculated to heighten the pallor of the duke's cheeks, and increase the whiteness of his hands as they lay limp and helpless on the velvet covering.
On this higher ledge, slightly beyond a shallow intersecting gorge shadowed by low-growing cedars, two men reclined upon a rock-dump, gazing carelessly off six hundred feet sheer down into the gloomy depths of the canyon below.
He felt languid, but happy, celestially happy. She was a few doors from him, and neither knew it. A pen was put into her white hand, and in another moment she had signed a marriage contract. "Now to the church," cried the baroness, gayly. To get to the church, they must pass by the window Camille reclined at. "Oh! there's no time for that," said Raynal.
He was silent for a while, then exclaimed softly "Oh! the strength of unbelievers!" "There's no one here but you and we three," said Hollis, quietly. He reclined with his head supported on elbow and did not budge. "I know," said Karain. "He has never followed me here. Was not the wise man ever by my side?
Jeanne reclined with her eyes upturned toward those limitless fields of prayer and vision; and their radiance, benignly gentle, rested on her face. Was she tired or downcast, or merely dreaming? I knew not. But there was something so singularly poetic in her look and attitude that she seemed to me to epitomize in herself all the beauty of the night. I was afraid to speak.
Now, she said to Ukleet, 'Ransom presently the broker, him they will not harm, and hastened to the King that he might see her in her beauty. The King reclined on cushions in the harem with a fair slave-girl, newly from the mountains, toying with the pearls in her locks. Then thought Bhanavar, 'Let him not slight me! So she drew a rose-coloured veil over her face and sat beside Mashalleed.
Exactly like you." He reclined on the table and blew a fat smoke-ring. "And why won't you tell me the numbers? I have dreamt of a red hen that is two hundred and five, and a friend unexpected he means eighty-two. But I try for the Terno this week. So tell me another number." Miss Abbott did not know of the Tombola. His speech terrified her.
The first thing that attracted his eyes on entering his little sitting room was a neatly wrapped parcel on the table. On the top of it reclined a dainty, snowy envelope. Mr. Strumley approached suspiciously. Then he recognized the handwriting and uttered an exclamation of joy. It was from Bettina.
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