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Updated: June 22, 2025
'There's no superscription, he remarked. 'I will see to that, Mr. Woodseer. 'I fancy I am bound, Lady Fleetwood. 'By no means. She touched his arm. 'You are Lord Fleetwood's friend. A slight convulsion of the frame struck the admiral's shirt-collar at his ears; it virtually prostrated him under foot of a lady so benign in overlooking the spectacle he presented.
They were now directly in the rear of the storm, and as the air-ship headed across that track of destruction, it gave a drunken stagger, casting down its inmates, from whose parching lips burst cries of varying import. "Air! I'm choking!" gasped Bruno, tearing open his shirt-collar with a spasmodic motion. "Hold me fast!" echoed Waldo, clinging desperately to the life-line.
But the garter was of a bashful disposition, and did not think it proper to answer. 'Perhaps you are a girdle? said the shirt-collar, 'an under girdle? for I see that you are for use as well as for ornament, my pretty miss! 'You ought not to speak to me! said the garter' 'I'm sure I haven't given you any encouragement!
I saw him turn towards us out of a side street, and from the moment my eyes rested upon him I felt that this was the bright American art-student. He wore a slouch hat and a rusty black velvet jacket, such as I had often encountered in the Rue Bonaparte. His shirt-collar revealed the elongation of a throat which, at a distance, was not strikingly statuesque.
Helen gave but one timid, hurrying glance to her unexpected protector; something in his face, his air, his youth, appealed at once to her confidence. Mechanically, and scarce knowing what she did, she laid her trembling hand on the arm held out to her. The two Lotharios looked foolish. One pulled up his shirt-collar, and the other turned, with a forced laugh, on his heel.
Guerbet, the collector, a man of parts, a heavy, fat, individual with a buttery face, a toupet on his bald spot, gold earrings, which were always in difficulty with his shirt-collar, had the hobby of pomology.
I am becoming another man, all my creases are coming out; you are burning a hole in me! Ugh! Stop, I implore you! 'You rag! said the iron, travelling proudly over the shirt-collar, for it thought it was a steam engine and ought to be at the station drawing trucks. 'Rag! it said. The shirt-collar was rather frayed out at the edge, so the scissors came to cut off the threads.
Gathering himself up in his saddle, and assuming the gravity proper to the representative of his sovereign, he awaited with as much dignity as his state of perspiration would allow, the approach of the Chief of Australind. As for myself, I plucked up my shirt-collar, and tried to look as spicy as possible.
She bounced like an India-rubber ball. Even the cap-ribbons were left to shift for themselves. She turned and clasped Alfred in her arms. "My blessed son!" Then followed a moment of silent rapture, during which she moistened his shirt-collar with maternal tears. "Alfred," whispered she, "are you really engaged?" "Yes'm."
The face looking up is a sallow face with weak eyes, surmounted by a tangle of reddish-dusty hair. The owner of the face has no cravat on, and has opened his tumbled shirt-collar to work with the more ease. For the same reason he has no coat on: only a loose waistcoat over his yellow linen.
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