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He stared amazed at the calmness of her answer.

And then the silence and the beauty of this camp at night.

The stars.

Presently she grew tired of that and looked across at her sister.

Two young girls in red came by.

Charlie kept quiet.

Johnson was off duty that morning, and devoted the time very generously to the admonitory discussion of Mr. Polly's worldly outlook.

He took after his blond father, who had been a painter.

I went upstairs to lie down and fell into the most profound and peaceful sleep that I had experienced for a long time.

He watched until the final wisp of smoke had disappeared.

"I'll see nobody for half an hour, Macey," said the boss. "Understand? Nobody at all."

Eight o'clock in the morning. Miss Ada Moss lay in a black iron bedstead, staring up at the ceiling.

This, of course, in her present mood, was so incredibly beautiful... She began to laugh.

The door opened suddenly, and a young fellow came in.

Then she knew what she must do.

Garden at the Manor House. A flight of grey stone steps, leads up to the house. The garden, an old-fashioned one, full of roses. Time of year, July. Basket chairs, and a table covered with books, are set under a large yew-tree.

The sky shone pale.

He now felt only a confused ache of memory and a growing desire to be home.

You can smile away till you split your cheek, but you still got to do a day's work to earn a day's wages.

Forgetting some things is a difficult matter.

It was almost unbearable.

Marcellus found the luggage packed and strapped for the journey.

She did feel silly holding Moon's hand like that.

She turned away and pulled off her overcoat with a sudden gesture and went to the side table where the drinks and the glasses stood.

Believe me, believe us!

His part in the conversation consisted chiefly of yesses and noes.

Lucretius knew very little about what was going on in the world. Lived like a mole in a burrow. Lived on his own fat like a bear in winter.