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Updated: May 6, 2025
I looked aloft at the intricate ropes, at the steel masts rising and carrying huge yards of steel, rising higher and higher, until steel masts and yards gave way to slender spars of wood, while ropes and stays turned into a delicate tracery of spider-thread against the sky.
Without the operation of disturbing elements, the spider-thread would have gently detained the gossamer." "Is that meant for my son?" Countess Ammiani asked slowly, with incredulous emphasis. Agostino and Laura, laughing in their hearts at the mother's mysterious veneration for Carlo, had to explain that 'gossamer' was a poetic, generic term, to embrace the lighter qualities of masculine youth.
Another tiny spider-thread stopped the fly; a subtle ray of blue sped sideways out of Sally's eye, that meant, "I don't object to be liked." "I wish with all my heart I knew any good way to please you," he fervently ejaculated. "I should think any way to please people was a good way," retorted Sally, saying more with her eyes than with her voice, so much more, that in fact this fly was fast.
The next afternoon, Sally was weeding onions in the garden; heroines did, in those days; the currant-bushes had but just leafed out; so George Tucker, going by, saw her; and she, who had seen him coming before she began to weed, accidentally of course, looked up and gave him a very bright smile. That was the first spider-thread, and the fly stepped into it with such a thrill!
The bell tolled twice, stopped, and tolled four; the smaller bells echoed. The voices of the sentries came to their ears, loudly at first, then more distant, then reduced to the merest spider-thread of sound: "'Ware big gun! South quarter, 'ware!" "I must go to her," the Mother-Superior said, and passed him swiftly and went down the ladder. Saxham followed.
I remember" Agostino peered upward through his eyelashes in a way that he had "I remember seeing in a meadow a gossamer running away with a spider-thread. It was against all calculation. But, observe: there were exterior agencies at work: a stout wind blew. The ordinary reckoning is based on calms.
Without the operation of disturbing elements, the spider-thread would have gently detained the gossamer." "Is that meant for my son?" Countess Ammiani asked slowly, with incredulous emphasis. Agostino and Laura, laughing in their hearts at the mother's mysterious veneration for Carlo, had to explain that 'gossamer' was a poetic, generic term, to embrace the lighter qualities of masculine youth.
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