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Who can tell how much good they have done already! There are many Christian villages in India, and they are as different from heathen villages as a dove's nest is different from a tiger's den. Some very wicked men have been converted. You have heard of those proud and hateful beggars, the Sunnyasees and the Fakirs.
"It is only a temporary thing; it is not for long," replied Arthur; and he went out. On going back to Dove and Dove's, the first person he saw, upon opening the door of the clerks' room, was Mr. Alfred Dove. He appeared to be in a passion over something that had gone wrong, and was talking fast and furiously. "What do you want?" he asked, wheeling round upon Arthur.
The prophet Elisha declared that within four and twenty hours the prices of food should go down to nothing, almost, and it was so. The Syrian army broke camp and fled, for some cause or other, the famine was relieved from without, and many a shoddy speculator in dove's dung and ass's meat was ruined. We were glad to leave this hot and dusty old village and hurry on.
Wise men know that the real wonder, the real miracle is, that a dove's egg always produces a dove, and not any and every other bird. Here is a common and notorious fact, entirely above our reason. There is no cause to be given for it, save that God has ordained it so. But it is not contrary to our reason.
The elder of the writers scrutinized him through the railings of the desk. "Which of them?" asked he. "Either," replied Arthur. "Mr. Dove, or Mr. Alfred Dove. It does not matter." "Mr. Dove's out, and Mr. Alfred Dove's not at home," was the response. "You'll have to wait, or to call again." He preferred to wait: and in a very few minutes Mr. Dove came in.
Among our own birds, there is the song of the hermit thrush for devoutness and religious serenity; that of the wood thrush for the musing, melodious thoughts of twilight; the song sparrow's for simple faith and trust, the bobolink's for hilarity and glee, the mourning dove's for hopeless sorrow, the vireo's for all-day and every-day contentment, and the nocturne of the mockingbird for love.
If she only knew! but when Dick, feeling sadly injured and wounded, came to this thought, it so stung him that he turned round on the moment, and, neglecting all the seductions of waiting cabmen, walked quickly, furiously, to Lincoln's Inn, which he had been sadly neglecting. If she knew everything! it appeared to Dick that Chatty's clear dove's eyes (to which he all at once had attributed an insight and perception altogether above them) would slay him with the disdainful dart which pierces through and through subterfuge and falsehood. That he should have ventured, knowing what he knew, to approach her at all with the semblance of love: that he should have dared, oh, he knew, well he knew, how, once the light of clear truth was let down upon it, his conduct would appear, not the mere trifler who had amused himself and meant no more, not the fool of society, who made a woman think he loved her, and "behaved badly," and left her planté l
'And I like her too ill to attempt it, said he, 'except in a very ghoulish fashion. You'd hear of odd things if I lived alone with that mawkish, waxen face: the most ordinary would be painting on its white the colours of the rainbow, and turning the blue eyes black, every day or two: they detestably resemble Linton's. 'Delectably! observed Catherine. 'They are dove's eyes angel's!
They had been protected by the mother dove's body. "Little turtle-dove," said Charley, "I take off my hat to you. When anybody tells me about a deed of heroism hereafter, I'll tell them about you and how you hovered over your young ones while the flames were slowly roasting you. I'm certainly glad I got here when I did.
"Several of the periodicals seem to me rather melancholy," answered Primrose; "there is one I sometimes see on Mrs. Dove's table it is called The Watch. I glanced at it one day, and I thought it seemed very morbid." "Oh, I know," answered Jasmine; "but there is a worse one than that Mrs. Dove showed it to me. Mrs.
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