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"Wahn't it charity." "It was friendship, Jethro. You ought to have known that, and you should not have brought back the book." "Friendship," he repeated, "y-you said friendship?" "Yes." "M-meant friendship?" "Yes," said Cynthia, but more faintly, and yet with a certain delicious fright as she glanced at him shyly. Surely there had never been a stranger man! Now he was apparently in a revery.

Mulvaney came out of a revery he was lying down and flourished his heels in the air. "You're a man, Learoyd," said he, critically, "but you've only fought wid men, an' that's an ivry-day expayrience; but I've stud up to a ghost, an' that was not an ivry-day expayrience." "No?" said Ortheris, throwing a cork at him. "You git up an' address the 'ouse you an' yer expayriences.

After the darkness had set in, there would follow the lying drowsily with his head upon his saddle, the camp-fire sinking as he watched it, and sleep approaching to the murmur of the water on either side of him. So many visits to this island had he made, and counted so many hours of revery spent in its haunting sweetness, that the spot had come to seem his own.

I found him at home and unemployed, standing by his window with folded arms, and in a state of such revery that he was not aware of my entrance till I had touched him on the shoulder. "Ha!" said he then, with one of his short, quick, impatient sighs, "I thought you had given me up and forgotten me; but you look pale and harassed.

The muffled footsteps roused her from her revery and she turned her head and saw them coming. Her heart stood still for fear.

Let us talk of making money, and driving a coach-and-four through this villanous world," your cousin sank into a profound revery; and when he woke from it, it was like the waking of the earth after a night in spring, the bare trees had put forth buds! And, some time after, he startled me by a prayer that I would permit him, with his father's consent, to accompany you to Australia.

He seemed in thought, or rather in revery, like myself; we passed each other twice or thrice, and I did not notice whether he was young or old, tall or short; but he came the next day, and a third day, and then I saw that he was young, and, in so regarding him, his eyes became fixed on mine. The fourth day he did not come, but two other men came, and the look of one was inquisitive and offensive.

I kept my eye on the new guest throughout the whole day: I observed the mingled liveliness and softness which pervaded his attentions to women, the intellectual yet unpedantic superiority he possessed in his conversations with men; his respectful demeanour to age; his careless, yet not over-familiar, ease with the young; and, what interested me more than all, the occasional cloud which passed over his countenance at moments when he seemed sunk into a revery that had for its objects nothing in common with those around him.

Now, after the galleys, he saw the cloister; and when he meditated how he had formed a part of the galleys, and that he now, so to speak, was a spectator of the cloister, he confronted the two in his own mind with anxiety. Sometimes he crossed his arms and leaned on his hoe, and slowly descended the endless spirals of revery.

But I had scarce finished my chocolate and begun to smoke in a pleasant revery, when I was startled by the arrival of two gentlemen. One was Comyn, and the other none less than Mr. Charles Fox. "Now where the devil has your captain flown to?" said my Lord, tossing his whip on the table. "I believe he must be sight-seeing," I said. "I dare swear he has taken a hackney coach to the Tower."

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