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Updated: May 1, 2025
'My dear Jenny, you always had more eyes to your share than other people. 'And you think that being an old maid has not lessened their sharpness, eh! Lily? Well, I can't help it, but my notion is that the sweet Constance whatever her sister may be is the boarding-school miss a little further developed into sentiment and flirtation.
I've stood by, and seen you carry your burden, when it was harder than you imagine not to take my part in it. I've looked on, and seen you suffer, when it was all I could do to keep from saying some word of sympathy you might have resented. But, Diane," he cried, his voice taking on a strange, peremptory sharpness, "I can't do it any longer!
Many a silver fox had found himself outdone in sharpness and cunning by Michel; many a lynx or wild cat had fought for dear life, and may-be, made one escape from Michel's snares, leaving perhaps one of its paws in token of its fierce struggle, yet had perished after all, being allured in some opposite direction by tempting bait, or irresistible scent laid by the same skilful hand.
She knew, from the surprised expression on Dixon's face, how ridiculously grand she herself must be looking; and the idea carried her down stairs into the room; it gave her that length of oblivion from the keen sharpness of the recollection of the actual business in hand. Now, that came back, and seemed to take away her breath. It was a moment or two before she could utter a word.
It is like a page of writing, where the ink, before it had time to dry, preserving its sharpness of tone, has been absorbed by the blotting paper and has left only pale and feeble traces."
You are tired. I see it. And I, too, am tired." She followed Karen to the door, murmuring: "Sans rancune, n'est-ce-pas?" "Yes, Tante." As the door closed upon Karen, Madame von Marwitz turned to Mr. Drew. "If you wish to see her, why not seek her openly? Who makes it difficult for you to approach her?" Her voice had the sharpness of splintering ice. "Why, no one, ma chére," said Mr. Drew.
The impedimenta of the little force, transport, field-hospital, and camp-followers, still trailed along a narrow lane leading from the kotal over which they had come, to the terrace itself. Already grey films of wood-smoke soared, plume-like, into the blue; and the air at ten of the morning was still keen with the sharpness of a small frost at high altitudes.
He started at the sight of her, or more perhaps at the sharpness in her voice. "Why, why, who are you?" "I'm Meg. You don't know me. I ain't fit for your fine Christian people to touch; they won't let their little children speak to me." "Well?" he said, nervously, for she paused. "Well? You're a preacher. I want to know about Him they've been singing of, I came in to hear the singing. I like it."
He was a very Apicius in that digestible kind of woe which makes no man leaner, and had a favorite receipt for cooking you up a sorrow a la douleur inassouvie that had just enough delicious sharpness in it to bring tears into the eyes by tickling the palate.
She spoke in her usual rattling, rambling voice, and brought out this declaration with a curious absence of resentment. "You talk about advantage," said Bernard. "I don't see what advantage it is to you to say that." "I want to I must I will! That 's the advantage!" This came out with a sudden sharpness of tone; she spoke more excitedly. "He does n't care a button for me, and he never did!
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