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"That is an Englishman; he stares rudely, says 'By Jove! and wears no jewelry or beard." "Now, I'm disappointed. Well, keep on the watch, and tell me if you make any discoveries, for I will find the baron." Being hungry, Amy devoted herself to her dinner, till dessert was on the table. She was languidly eating grapes, while Helen talked with the major, when the word "baron" caught her ear.
Men as a rule understand nothing of the agonies endured by a woman who must face the unfriendly stares of other women in a gown that she feels will invite pitiless criticism. To the east the hill of Jalapahar towered a thousand feet above Darjeeling, crowned with bungalows and barracks.
"What, two strings to your bow; ay, Algernon? The dowager a little jealous, miss a little lovesick. But my lady's fit of anger will vanish, and I promise you, my boy, that you shall see your fair one to-morrow." And so saying, my lord walked master down stares, looking at him as tender and affeckshnat, and speaking to him as sweet as posbill. Master did not know what to think of it.
"I'm afraid, my dear Jack," he says, "I shall have to get you to renew it, just for a month or two, deuced awkward thing, but I'm remarkably short of money this year. Truth is, I can't get what's owing to myself." "That's very awkward, certainly," replies his friend, "because I am not at all sure that I shall be able to renew it." Will stares at him in some alarm.
He walks up and down the car, and in and out of it, as his fancy dictates; leans against the door with his hands in his pockets and stares at you, if you chance to be a stranger; or enters into conversation with the passengers about him. A great many newspapers are pulled out, and a few of them are read. Everybody talks to you, or to anybody else who hits his fancy.
But a portrait over the chimney-piece, painted by the fashionable artist of the day, acts upon him like a charm. He recovers in a moment. He stares at it with uncommon interest; he seems to be fixed and fascinated by it. "Dear me!" says Mr. Guppy. "Who's that?" "The picture over the fire-place," says Rosa, "is the portrait of the present Lady Dedlock.
Captain Bathurst stated on April 19 that in about four weeks the supplies of potatoes in the country would be entirely exhausted. "The full seriousness of the case now stares English statesmen in the face. Up to now they have believed it possible to exorcise the danger by voluntary economies. Now they find themselves compelled to have recourse to compulsory measures. I believe it is too late."
At last he rises on his hind legs, and stares long and intently. It seems as if he must recognize you, with his nose pointing straight at you, his eyes looking straight into yours. But he drops on all fours again, and glides silently into the thick bushes that fringe the shore. Don't stir now, nor make the least sound.
It was not a corridor train and the compartment was already filled, and as Billy wormed his way, not into the nearest corner, for that was not yielded to him, but into the modicum of space accorded between two stout and glaringly grudging matrons, he became aware from the hostile stares that his entrance had not been solitary. Between his legs the Imp was coiling.
But she just goes about all sunk into herself, and she stares about her as if she was half asleep, as though she were in the middle of empty space; and she's never in any spirits now. She goes about so unmeaning like with her own dreary thoughts, it's like a wandering corpse. Can you understand what's wrong with her?" "No, I don't know," answered Pelle.
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