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If she should have a child?" "Why not? It will be his to love. Only a woman with empty arms knows what that means, Bruce." And this was Emily, this rose-red, wet-eyed creature was Emily, whom he had deemed unemotional, cold, self-contained! "Men forget, Bruce. You wouldn't listen to reason when you wooed Jean's mother.
There is great intellectual ability in the pulpit of our day, great scholarship, great eloquence, and great earnestness, but spiritual preaching, preaching to the spirit 'wet-eyed' preaching is a lost art.
In the light of her feeling when she had lain, wet-eyed, beating the pillow, she knew that if he had put his arms about her and said just even stupid words "I'm sorry, Beth, you know I love you" she would have capitulated, perhaps even in the capitulation have said a Bethism: "It doesn't matter we'll never mention it again."
The picture of the tinker's bulk trying to disguise itself behind anything so scanty as her shrunken garments proved too irresistible for her sense of humor; she burst into peal after peal of laughter which left her weak and wet-eyed and dispelled her loneliness like fog before a clearing wind.
I cannot preach as I would like on such subjects, but I can tell you who could, and who, though dead, yet speak by their immortal books. You have the wet-eyed psalms; but they are beyond the depth of most people. Their meaning seems to us on the surface, and we all read and sing them, but let us not therefore think that we understand them.
This they had endured for six weeks, and would for six weeks more. She spoke with a proud reticence as to her sufferings, about her recent sojourn in Holloway, from which she had gained release by hunger-striking a fortnight before. "Ah, I could die for her!" cried Ellen to herself, wet-eyed with loyalty. "If only it weren't for mother I'd go to prison to-morrow."
I'll go go next week, if you say so. I I just " He got no further. Mrs. Dott, wet-eyed but radiant, lifted her head from the sofa pillow and threw her arms about his neck. "Will you?" she cried ecstatically. "Will you, Daniel? I knew you would. You're a dear, good man and I love you better than all the world. We will be so happy. You see if we aren't."
I am glad," cried the boy, struggling free, and catching his father's hand to lead him towards where Robin Hood and Marian were standing, wet-eyed, looking on. "This is my father," cried the boy proudly. "This is Robin Hood, the captain, father," he continued, and the Sheriff bowed gravely; "and this is Maid Marian, who has been so good to me."
He put his finger beneath her chin and lifted her head to look down into her face. The face was crimson. "Do you, Mary-'Gusta?" he asked. Mary looked up, wet-eyed but smiling. "Yes, Uncle Shad," she said, "I think I do." "And you want to cruise in his company all your life, eh?" "Yes, Uncle Shad; but not unless you and Uncle Zoeth are willing." He bent and kissed her.
When it was finished and she had decided, abruptly, that she must be going, suddenly, wet-eyed, she wheeled in the doorway and went blindly back to the older woman's arms. Miss Sarah hugged her once; then stood her away at arm's length. She knew how few women weep, without hiding their heads. "There, we mustn't be temperamental," she chided. "It's only for a winter, at most.
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