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"Some of the threads have been filed out of this," he said positively. "Let's have a look," said Fanning eagerly. He leaned over and scrutinized the part which Jimsy was examining. "Those threads haven't been filed," he said, "they've worn. Very careless not to have noticed that. It's surprising that it held on so long."
"I don't understand this new notion of Draper's," he said abruptly. "Where's he got it from? No one ever learned irreligion in my household." He turned his eyes on Millner, who had the sense of being scrutinized through a ground-glass window which left him visible while it concealed his observer. The young man let his pen describe two or three vague patterns on the blank sheet before him.
Although continual heart-ache, and patient uncomplaining need of something that she knew and felt God had removed for ever beyond her reach, had worn the cheek to a thinner oval, and left darker shadows in her calm eyes, Mr. Palma who had so long and carefully scrutinized her features, acknowledged now, that indeed
She knew that the lesson of self-knowledge is never entirely learnt; and she knew too, that an enemy may say that in ill-will or malice which may have some foundation, though our friends, aided by self-love, may have hidden the truth from us. Deeply did this noble woman think on her plan of conduct; severely she scrutinized its every motive, and she was at peace.
"Wait here a bit," said Jeff, as he started toward the stream. The others obeyed, watching his actions with interest. He strode to the creek, along which he walked a few rods, his head bent as he carefully scrutinized all that passed under his eye. Suddenly he stopped and stared as if he had found that for which he was looking.
Glazzard shifted his position, coughed, and drew from his case a new cigar, which he scrutinized closely from tip to end even drawing it along under his nose. Then he spoke very quietly. "It's feasible but dangerous." "But not very dangerous, I think?" "I can't say. It depends greatly on your wife's character." "Thank you for using that word, old fellow!" burst from Denzil.
On the house-steps, beside an empty cradle, sat a shrivelled hag a gaunt, forbidding anatomy, with hooked nose and brown skin. Tousled grey hair, like that of a Skye terrier, hung over her forehead, half concealing a pair of coal-black eyes. She rose up, barred the entrance with one claw-like hand, and scrutinized him distrustfully. "A Cerberus!" he thought.
Iver looked vexed and ashamed. "It's all her fault that Harry Tristram's that Harry Tristram's " The Imp's voice was choked; she could get no further. Old Mr Neeld came forward. He took Harry's letter from Cecily and gave it to Mina. "My dear, my dear!" he said gently, as he patted her hand. "Read that again." Mina read, and then scrutinized Cecily keenly.
"I haven't forgotten you," said Austen, with a smile. How could he sitting under her in this manner? "Besides," said Victoria, mollified, "you haven't an answered my question." "Which question?" She scrutinized him thoughtfully, and with feminine art made the kind of an attack that rarely fails. "Why are you such an enigma, Mr. Vane?" she demanded.
In this he proceeded to the house of Sir Charles Abingdon. He had been seeking to learn whether he was followed, but in none of the faces he had scrutinized had he detected any interest in himself, so that his idea that whoever was watching Sir Charles in all probability would have transferred attention to himself remained no more than an idea.
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