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Updated: May 26, 2025
One Sunday, toward the end of March, when we had a half-holiday, I walked up the hill that was crowned by a large monastery and sat down on the slope by a group of sallows. They were in full bloom. A swarm of bees and flies were buzzing round. Peacock and Tortoiseshell butterflies were flitting to and fro. The sunlight filtered down through the bluish haze. I rested and let an hour or two slip by.
All five take hold of each others' hands, like a batch of little girls out walking. We follow them with an air of indifference. Seen from behind, our dolls are really very dainty, with their back hair so tidily arranged, their tortoiseshell pins so coquettishly placed.
Take the two common white butterflies of this country, the Large White and the Small White, also the Large Tortoiseshell butterfly and the small. Take the instance of many plant genera of which larger and smaller species are found growing side by side. The difference in size in these cases cannot be traced to any insufficiency of nutrition in the smaller kind.
This portrait was flanked by two others; one of Dona Encarnacion, the wife, long dead, of Rosas; a handsome, proud-looking young woman with a vast amount of black hair piled up on her head in a fantastic fashion, surmounted by a large tortoiseshell comb.
This tortoiseshell lady, usually of a retiring disposition, came to-day to rub herself against the brown stockings of Bobbie with arched back, waving tail, and reverberating purrs. "Dear me!" said Bobbie, stooping to stroke her, "how very kind everybody is to-day even you, Pussy!"
I remember, for my own part, that once, on a visit to the town of Adelaide, I Pisistratus Caxton was in great danger of falling in love, with a young lady, too, who would have brought me a very good fortune, when she suddenly produced from her reticule a very neat pair of No. 4, set in tortoiseshell, and fixing upon me their Gorgon gaze, froze the astonished Cupid into stone!
Lady Blemley's protestations would have had greater effect if she had not casually suggested to Mavis only that morning that the car in question would be just the thing for her down at her Devonshire home. Major Barfield plunged in heavily to effect a diversion. "How about your carryings-on with the tortoiseshell puss up at the stables, eh?"
"Indeed!—and pray, who is the exception?" asked the lady, very tartly. There happened to be lying on a marble slab, near to the place where they were standing, a small round mirror of highly polished steel, set in a frame of tortoiseshell and gold. Paullus had noticed it before she spoke; and taking it up without a moment’s pause, he raised it to her face.
Next to her obi, she prides herself on the ornaments which decorate her black hair fine hairpins, with heads of tortoiseshell or coral or lacquer, and hair-combs, all most beautifully carved. A boy's obi is more for practical use, and is not of such splendour as his sister's. When he is very small, his clothes are of yellow, while his sister's are of red.
Esther touched her companion's arm. "That was Lady Clifford who went into that shop," she said. Miss Paull dropped her tortoiseshell lorgnon. "Was it? I didn't notice. Where? What shop?" "This one, just here." "Really! That's an odd, dirty little place for her to go into!" She raised her lorgnon again and examined the printing on the door.
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