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Raymond Bérenger took up his sceptre and departed, and the Princess turned to where Manuel was pottering with the three images he had made in the likeness of Helmas and Ferdinand and Alianora. "You see, now, Manuel dearest, I am heart-broken, but for the realm's sake I must marry the King of England." Manuel looked up from his work. "Yes, I heard.
The evening had closed now, so Captain Buncombe told the crew to get the boat ready, and the Greek with many more fervent expressions of gratitude, was rowed ashore. The next morning we had landed and after pottering about the port proceeded up to Athens, which much disappointed all of us, especially dad and the captain.
However, soon after that, as she was pottering about the fowl-yard one bitter day she would never trust anybody to collect the eggs from the locked henhouse but herself she took a chill, and not long afterwards died. If she had lived perhaps James would never have had the courage to assert himself and take the reins of management as he did.
If we had a cow and a pig, Merle and a few fowls and could raise a bushel or two of corn and if I could earn a few shillings a week in the smithy we wouldn't come on the parish, at any rate. I could manage the little jobs that I'd get in fact, pottering about at them would do me good. What do you say?" Merle did not answer; her eyes were turned away, gazing fixedly out of the window.
Consoled by this reflection, he walked to the rear of his house and began pottering about the chicken yard. Then in the Edwards garden appeared Jim. Solomon gave a slight start, and took a hesitating step or two, as if minded to flee, but restrained by shame. He watched the boy come to the fence, and climb upon it. He said nothing; he could not think of anything to say.
I should like to see the rose-trees at home this morning: the garden must be gay with flowers by this, though the last time I went pottering about it in my pattens there was nothing out but the blackthorn." Other entertainments followed closely upon the dinner, of which Mrs. Sykes complained to Miss Noel, saying, "Why will they ask me out? Why can't they leave me alone?
The earth is dear to them because they get their life from it by labor that is not slavery; they come to love it every acre, every foot, because they have known it from childhood; and I have seen old men, very old, pottering about the orchards and meadows during the hours of voluntary work, and trimming them up here and there, simply because they could not keep away from the place, or keep their hands off the trees and bushes.
When he returned the artist was awake. His eyes had a clearer look. Uncle William surveyed them over the top of his parcels. "Feelin' better?" he said. "Yes." He carried the parcels into the next room, and the artist heard him pottering around and humming. He came out presently in his shirt-sleeves. His spectacles were mounted on the gray tufts. "I've got a chowder going'," he said.
It is wonderful how lively the little place becomes as he enters it, what a run there is on the landlord for information as to his projects, what endless consultations of the barometer, what pottering over the pages of 'Peaks, Passes, and Glaciers. How many guides will he take, has he a dog, will he use the rope, what places has he done before? a thousand questions of this sort are buzzing about the room as the hero sits quietly down to his dinner.
Lathrop was out in the garden, pottering around in an aimless sort of way which she herself designated as "looking after things," but which her friend and neighbor called "wastin' time an' strength on nothin'." Whenever Miss Clegg perceived Mrs. Lathrop thus engaged she always interrupted her occupation as speedily as possible.
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