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"What are you going to do?" inquired Sally. "I am going to endeavor to discriminate between lies and imagination," replied the rector. Sally plucked at his coat-sleeve as they went down-stairs. "My dear," she whispered, "I think she is asleep." "She will have to wake up." "But, my dear, she may be nervous. Would it not be better to wait until to-morrow?" "I think not," said Edward Patterson.
They thought he might last a month when we left. It's sad enough. He should have lived to be ninety. But matters went well with him, and he has been an honest, kindly, upright man with a large heart. I've lost my best friend and adviser." The captain drew his rough coat-sleeve across his face and looked past Chilian, winking hard. "There's a sight of business when we come to that, Mr.
She was tired, so tired that she cried piteously, and Majendie had to take her up in his arms and carry her all the way to the station. Anne carried the doll. In the train Peggy fell asleep in her father's arms. She slept with her face pressed close against him, and one hand clinging to his breast. Her head rested on his arm, and her hair curled over his rough coat-sleeve. "Look " he whispered.
As the train pulled in, Everett wrung Gaylord's hand among the crowd of alighting passengers. The people of a German opera company, en route for the coast, rushed by them in frantic haste to snatch their breakfast during the stop. Everett heard an exclamation, and a stout woman rushed up to him, glowing with joyful surprise and caught his coat-sleeve with her tightly gloved hands.
Then, with a quick low whine, Wolf sprang after him, overtook him, caught his hand between his teeth with reluctant tenderness, and strove gently to make him pause. Failing in this, Wolf raced back to where Walt Irvine sat, catching his coat-sleeve in his teeth and trying vainly to drag him after the retreating man. Wolf's perturbation began to wax. He desired ubiquity.
He had given up the angel; and now to himself he called her "a silly little pussy," but he did it with a smile. It was such a neat, white, graceful pussy; and all his own pussy too, and purred and rubbed its little head on no coat-sleeve but his, of that he was certain. Only a bit silly.
"Nowhere! strolling round," answered Bryce. "No particular purpose, why?" "You weren't going in there?" asked Dick, jerking a thumb towards Paradise. "In there!" exclaimed Bryce. "Good Lord, no! dreary enough in the daytime! What should I be going in there for?" Dick seized Bryce's coat-sleeve and dragged him aside. "I say!" he whispered. "There's something up in there a search of some sort!"
One or two ordinary figures first, but watched by Wych Hazel with eager eyes. 'Yes, of course! she said to herself, as Kitty Fisher went round with her head on her partner's shoulder, 'if he thought I did that. Could he think it? the little white glove tips so nearly withdrew themselves from the black coat-sleeve they were touching, that Mr.
"You talk as if you always carried the rope around with you in your coat-sleeve. When is the secret court to be held?" "Be still, tree-warden!" interrupted the old man with earnestness. "Sneering remarks like that might get you into trouble!" The man addressed was disconcerted; he cast down his eyes and made no reply.
On the occasion of my visit to McPherson on the 30th of May, while standing with a group of officers, among whom were Generals McPherson, Logan, Barry, and Colonel Taylor, my former chief of artillery, a Minie-ball passed through Logan's coat-sleeve, scratching the skin, and struck Colonel Taylor square in the breast; luckily he had in his pocket a famous memorandum-book, in which he kept a sort of diary, about which we used to joke him a good deal; its thickness and size saved his life, breaking the force of the ball, so that after traversing the book it only penetrated the breast to the ribs, but it knocked him down and disabled him for the rest of the campaign.
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