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Malcolm Knox, who has honoured us with a visit." He turned to me. "Mr. Knox," he said, "it gives me great pleasure that you should meet my wife." Perhaps I had expected this, indeed, subconsciously, I think I had. Nevertheless, at the words "my wife" I felt that I started. The analogy with Edgar Allan Poe was complete. As Mrs.
However, she and her mother assured each other that he was bound to make a fortune in time, and then she would have an allowance as large as that of Sibyl Thorndyke, who had married Frank Bascom. It had been like playing at marriage. Alexina put it into concrete words. Subconsciously she had always known it. She had had no cares, no responsibilities.
"Be sure, sir, if there is trickery in this man's magic and I can detect it, the secret shall be yours." "Let us hope that so it shall be." Subconsciously, Dane had always associated the practice of magic with darkness and the night.
My heart recognized hers, and I was subconsciously aware that hers recognized mine. It may be that I was playing two parts with her at that moment, the one being that of my ostensible character, as an agent of the czar; the other asserting itself as plain Dan Derrington, an American gentleman who was very much in love. "Do you suppose, even then, that they would believe you, and spare me?"
Bowers fired his evening salute before retiring as a hint to the coyotes, and, sometimes, when the wind veered, a far-off tinkle as a bell-sheep stirred on the bed-ground came to Kate's ears all were familiar sounds, so familiar that she heard them only subconsciously.
Warden could not have told what had aroused the latter emotion, though he was subconsciously aware that it had come when he had noted the rugged, manly strength of Lawler's face; that the man was attractive, and that he admired him despite his dislike. That knowledge aroused a dull rage in him. His cheeks flushed, his eyes glowed with it. But Warden's smile contradicted his thoughts.
He noticed that her hand was thin, and that there was a shadowy hollow in the white pallor of her cheek. Her hair was heavy and done in thick coils that glowed dully in the lamplight. It was a deep brown, almost black, shot through with little silvery threads of gray. For a few moments David withdrew his gaze, subconsciously ashamed of the directness of his scrutiny.
"If I understand, you mean that nonsapient beings think, but only subconsciously?" "That's correct, Ruth. When confronted by some entirely novel situation, a nonsapient animal will think, but never consciously. Of course, familiar situations are dealt with by pure habit and memory-response." "You know, I've just thought of something," Grego said.
Presently he was subconsciously aware that the train was moving gently forward; almost immediately, it seemed to him, the long string of trucks had gathered their customary speed; and then suddenly it dawned upon Bryce that the train had started off without a single jerk and that it was gathering headway rapidly. He looked ahead and his hair grew creepy at the roots.
I think that, subconsciously, she did realise it, and that was why she was, during those weeks before the Revolution, so often uneasy and unhappy. But I am sure that definitely she never admitted it. The great fact was that, as soon as possible, she must tell Nicholas all about it. And the days went by, and she did not.
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