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Updated: June 29, 2025
I held it up to the light, but the shell was too thick for me to get any notion of what might be happening inside; and though I fancied I heard blood pulsing, it might have been the rustle in my own ears, like what you listen to in a seashell. "Then came the atoll. Came out of the sunrise, as it were, suddenly, close up to me.
Wherever he went and whatever he did these confused suspicions resounded in his ears like the murmur in a seashell. He did not dare communicate this story even to his sister; for if she knew nothing he feared to poison her existence by telling her, and if she knew all he had not the courage to listen to the sequel.
In the fields and by the skimpy hedges perfect silence reigned; only the wind blowing in your face filled your ears with a rushing aerial sound like that which lives in a seashell. Coming back from this open bleak silent world, the village street seemed vocal with bird voices.
Look, Anne there's our house." Anne looked and forgot for a time the girl with the splendid, resentful eyes. The first glimpse of her new home was a delight to eye and spirit it looked so like a big, creamy seashell stranded on the harbor shore. The rows of tall Lombardy poplars down its lane stood out in stately, purple silhouette against the sky.
Sunny had wanted Jimmie to come to the picnic, but Jimmie, too, was away. He had gone down to the city to sell hay for Grandpa. So it happened that just the four were to spend the day in the woods. "What we'll do without you, Sunny," said Grandpa, as they walked ahead, "I'm sure I don't know." "But I'll send you some of the sand," urged Sunny cheerfully. "And a seashell, Grandpa."
In fact, almost before the honors are done they turns their backs on me and drifts to the piano once more. "Do play that 'Try-trimmer-Träumerei' thing again," urges Miss Ull, and begins to hum it as Westy proceeds to bang it out. But there's Vee, her wheat-colored hair fluffin' about her seashell ears and her big gray eyes watchin' me sort of quizzin' and impish. "Well, Mr.
"A seashell," replied Mumps. "I thought I could hit Dick Rover with it." "Humph, you had better take some lessons in throwing," muttered the bully. "You didn't come within a dozen feet of him." "Never mind; I showed them I wasn't afraid of them," said Mumps, and turned away. Then he looked back anxiously. "I hope they pick it up and see what's inside!" he murmured.
A ringing came in my ears as when one puts a seashell to them and hears the drowsy murmur of the tides. My cigarette fell from my fingers. A sirocco blew upon me, hot, stifling. Kivi laughed, and dimly I heard his inquiry: "Veavea? Is it hot?" "E, mahanahana. I am very warm," I struggled to reply. My voice sounded as that of another. I leaned harder against the wall and closed my eyes.
In the center of the garden, at the meeting-point of several paths, a mossy fountain was flowing into a greenish basin shaped like a seashell, and in this basin a poilu was washing his clothes.
You will look especially killing in green, Hugh." "That seashell parasol of yours is unique, but I imagine it will be too heavy for you to carry in Piccadilly. I observed that it required two able-bodied men to bring it here, and they seemed immensely relieved when it was off their shoulders to say nothing of their hands. How do you like this crocodile skin necktie of mine?"
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