United States or Isle of Man ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
The corners of her mouth trembled a little. "And whose loss would that be?" she asked. Bob Worthington was surprised at this retort, and correspondingly delighted. He had not expected it in a country storekeeper's daughter, and he stared at Cynthia so frankly that she blushed again, and turned away.
I almost trembled with that feeling of fear which assails us after some suspicious love escapade that fear which spoils our pleasant meetings, our unexpected caresses, our chance kisses. However, I put a bold face on the matter. "At any rate, the girl is no adventuress." But the fellow had me in his power; he had seen the shadow of my anxiety on my face. "What do you know about her?
On the other side of the bed stood a little boy of about three years old, dressed as if belonging to the better classes, although the garb was somewhat tattered and discoloured. The poor child trembled violently, and evidently looked with a feeling of relief on the entrance of Dummie.
Dalmaine; thank you very much. 'Good-bye, then. No, no, don't come down. Good-bye! She drove back home. She had been sitting for an hour in her boudoir, when Dalmaine came in. He smiled, but looked rather grim for all that. Seating himself opposite her, he asked: 'Paula, what was your business in Great Russell Street this afternoon? She trembled, but returned his gaze scornfully.
"He generally has such a good memory. You are sure you did give it to him to play with, Bee?" "We played with it together. I told him stories about each bead," the little girl replied. And her voice trembled as if she were going to burst into tears. "Then his illness since must have made him forget it," said Mrs. Vincent. But that was all she said.
Maurice acted as if he did not see Krafft; long since, he had taken up a magazine, and, half hidden in a chair between window and writing-table, pretended to bury himself in its contents. But he heard very plainly all that passed, and, at the effect produced on Krafft by the name of the expected visitor, his hands trembled with anger.
You are kind to everybody else, Isabel. Tell me, dear, why are you so hard on me?" His voice trembled as he appealed to her in those simple words. He had taken the right way at last to produce an impression on her. She really felt for him. All that was true and tender in her nature began to rise in her and take his part.
But he had a man's slippery fingers, and, between these and his limp, Mary trembled for the fate of her crockery. He made her laugh, too, and distracted her attention; and she was glad when it was time for him to return to barracks. "Now come early to-night," she admonished him. "And mind you bring your music. Miss Amelia's been practising up that duet all the week.
"Leave me!" ejaculated Mrs. Linden. "Oh, no, Ellen, you must not leave me; I cannot do without you. You must stay with me always." "You would soon tire of such a one as I am." "Never, my good girl, never! You shall always remain with me. You shall be not my nurse, but my child." Mrs. Linden's voice trembled.
He wants you to trust him a little more, that's all." Anne's mouth trembled, and she tightened it. "Are you afraid of him?" "Yes," she said, "I am." "Because you think he isn't very spiritual?" "Perhaps." "Oh, but he's on his way there," said Edith. "He's human. You've got to be human before you can be spiritual. It's a most important part of the process. Don't you omit it." "Have I omitted it?"
Word Of The Day