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Updated: May 14, 2025
The girl came hurrying up the path, with a rustle of starched petticoats, and still Dilly kept her trance-like posture. "I know who 'tis!" she announced, presently, in a declamatory voice. "It's Rosy Tolman, an' she's dressed in white, with red roses, all complete, an' she's goin' to Sudleigh Cattle-Show." Rosa lost a shade of pink from her cheeks.
As there was nobody to interpret I was reluctantly compelled to dispense with her demonstration, although I had found it interesting to watch the strange expression of her eyes as she sang and the trance-like appearance she maintained.
All the restless joy of a few minutes before, which had driven her about from one delight to another, fused under the sun's first warmth into a trance-like quiet. She stood still in the sunshine, a slow flush, like a reflection of dawn, rising to her cheeks, her lips parted, her eyes bright and vacant.
The trance-like calm of earth and sea found a solemn answer with him, as he read what a poet wrote by the sea-shores of the Mediterranean, ages ago: "Bless the Lord, O my soul. O Lord my God, thou art very great; thou art clothed with honor and majesty.
He simply lay there in a trance-like stillness, that was not of the West, absorbing it all, with his eyes and his dazzled brain and with every sentient nerve in his body. And again as when his mother smiled her praise the Spring sunshine itself seemed to flow through his veins.... Suddenly he came alive and sat upright. Something was happening.
Old Antonia was drawn out of her almost trance-like introspection. The young señora was excited, as a child might have been, at the prospect of a long ride through the chaparral, and she must not be disappointed. She had fashioned a riding-habit and a very charming little jacket, and to these the old woman made an addition of her own a wonderful rebozo.
To arouse them from their trance-like sleep they had to be shaken, one by one, and, with ghastly faces and haggard eyes, they rose to their feet, like beings summoned, against their will, back from another world. It was Jean who awoke Maurice. "What is it? Where are we!" asked the younger man.
He threw himself, dressed as he was, upon his bed never perceived the absence of his favourite the candle was allowed to burn itself to the socket, and Vanslyperken fell off into a trance-like sleep.
Bobby grasped her arm. "You came out and aroused up at once?" She shook her head. "I I couldn't find my dressing gown. This dress was by the bed. I put it on, but I couldn't seem to fasten it." Bobby stepped back, remembering his last thought before drifting into the trance-like sleep. She seemed to know what was in his mind. "But when I knocked you were sleeping so soundly."
The light fell calmly upon the mother and son and, in their stillness, their contemplation, the two faces were like those on an old canvas, preserved from time and change in the trance-like immutability of art. In colour, the two heads chimed, though Augustine's hair was vehemently gold and there were under-tones of brown and amber in his skin.
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