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Between Gretchen and the Princess Hildegarde of Hohenphalia there is as much difference as there is between what simile shall I use? the possible and the impossible?" "Gretchen " I began. "Gretchen?" The Princess laughed amusedly. "She is flown. I beg you not to waste a thought on her memory." Things were going badly for me. I did not understand the mood.
Arcot was smiling amusedly at his son. "I can't very well control this except by standing directly in front of it, but I suppose you know what you're doing." "Oh, this is a laboratory model, and I haven't gotten the thing into shape really. Look at the conductors that lead to the coil; they certainly aren't carrying ten K.W." Dr. Arcot slowly rotated the rheostat.
The Rifle was not necessarily lost, after all. He trudged down to the store, entered boldly, and asked to examine the weapon. "My papa's going to win it and give it to me," he announced. A very brown-faced man with twinkling gray eyes turned from buying black powder and felt wads to look at him amusedly. "Hullo, Bobby," said he, "so your father's going to win the rifle and give it to you, is he?
I see that I must take you out with me and teach you the hidden entrance to that mystic roadway." "You know one, then?" Lawrence's voice was amusedly skeptical. "It lies through the heart of man into the heart of" Philip paused "shall I say God?" "You may as well, though it isn't especially clear." Lawrence smiled. "God is a big, but vague, term." "I find it so," Philip answered, seriously.
And now, sir" Courtland turned to Aquilar, lounging amusedly against the doorway "if you will step outside I will settle with you!" But suddenly Gila gave a scream and covered her face with her hands, for there, just behind Aquilar, stood Tennelly, looking like a ghost. He had heard it all!
As she did so she heard footsteps and voices in the door at her back. "C'est ça" she said again with a hurried attempt at extreme amiability; "Dat it; oui;" and lifting her hand with some rapidity made a sudden eager reach for the purse, but failed. "No!" said Frowenfeld, indignantly. "Hello!" said Charlie Keene amusedly, as he approached from the door.
Holt is always picking up queer people like that. She's noted for it." He turned to her. How did you happen to come here?" "I came with Susan," she replied, amusedly, "from boarding-school at Sutcliffe." "From boarding-school!" She rather enjoyed his surprise. "You don't mean to say you are Susan's age?" "How old did you think I was?" she asked. "Older than Susan," he said surveying her.
Holt is always picking up queer people like that. She's noted for it." He turned to her. "How did you happen to come here?" "I came with Susan," she replied, amusedly, "from boarding-school at Sutcliffe." "From boarding-school!" She rather enjoyed his surprise. "You don't mean to say you are Susan's age?" "How old did you think I was?" she asked. "Older than Susan," he said surveying her.
When he was in a good humour he watched his future wife amusedly as she metaphorically and sometimes literally danced before him, but he discouraged the excess of audacity that had attracted him formerly, perhaps because he scarcely relished the idea of a Princess Tor di Rocca singing, "O che la gioia mi fè morir." Probably he regretted gentle, amenable Edna.
"It certainly looks as if Philip were up against a bad future," he went on, amusedly. "Philip!" she cried, startled. "Are you pitying him all this time?" "Whom else?" Lawrence demanded. "We don't need pity, do we?" "Oh, you selfish lover!" she chided. "I have been needing and do need it. Philip worries me." "I see," he mused. "Well, accept my condolences, and prepare to pass them on to Philip.
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