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...s was extremely doubtful of him. Close be- side him is that infernal snuff-box, out of which there sprang a demoniacal Counsellor in a black gown, wit... ...ing of a handle; no regiment of soldiers, with a mute band, taken out of a box, and fitted, one by one, upon a stiff and lazy little set of lazy-tongs... ... stretched asleep, with his head in a lady’s lap; and near them is a glass box, fastened with four locks of shining steel, in which he keeps the lady ... ...nent inquiries, long disposed of; Terence and Plautus acted no more, in an arena of huddled desks and forms, all chipped, and notched, and inked; cric... ...t ever were played. They rowed upon the river in summer, and skated on the ice in winter; they were active afoot, and active on horseback; at cricket,...

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...days before from a bride, Madame d’Espart. “Have you been robbing the poor-box?” asked the per- fumer, laughing. Roguin replied that he had won the mo... ...aire. Don’t shovel in your snuff like an old Invalide; toy with your snuff-box, glance often at your feet, and sometimes at the ceiling, before you an... ...given Cesar some uneasiness, and which was now converted into a species of box, where it was possible to seat an old woman. The vestibule, paved in bl... ...carpet relieved the whiteness of the stairs, which were polished with pum- ice-stone. The first landing gave an entrance to the entresol; the doors to... ... turning to Birotteau. “Twenty-five thousand francs!” cried Cesar, feeling ice in his veins instead of blood. “What claim have you, monsieur?” “What c... ...mbitious schemes which since have poured their crowded battalions into the arena of journalism, for which they have created—oh, mighty revolution!—the... ...istening to you.” The poor man’s shirt was wet; his perspiration turned to ice as du Tillet looked fixedly at him, and he saw the silver- lined pupils...

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...s leave after a final flash of happy inspiration. “I expect I shall have a box at one of the theatres to-mor- row,” he remarked carelessly; “I will ca... ...e carriage turned into the Rue Nueve-de-Luxembourg; “Mme. d’Espard has the box of the First Gentlemen of the Chamber, and will take you, no doubt. I s... ...f the Chamber, and will take you, no doubt. I shall go to Mme. de Serizy’s box to behold you in your glory. They are giving Les Danaides.” “Good-bye,”... ...onversation; but these continual interruptions obliged Lucien to break the ice afresh each time, and further checked an intimacy which made little pro... ...” said the other, “one more Christian given over to the wild beasts in the arena.—There is a first-night perfor- mance at the Panorama-Dramatique, my ... ...e world for him in false colors, for preventing him from plunging into the arena, pen in hand. “I should be a Blondet at this moment!” he exclaimed wi... ...d Claude Vignon. “If the Ministry blunders so far as to come down into the arena, we can give them a drubbing. If they are nettled by it, the thing wi...

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...rop your own blades,”) and when he discovered the packet, behind the round box of bicarbonate of soda, he thought ill of his wife for put- ting it the... ...diant red hair and a thin skin which hinted of too much candy and too many ice cream sodas. Babbitt did not show his vague irritation as he tramped in... ...ted nothing. His scarf was an enormous black silk wad. His flaxen hair was ice-smooth, pasted back without parting. When he went to school he would ad... ...comfortable house with no architectural manners what- ever; a large wooden box with a squat tower, a broad porch, and glossy paint yellow as a yolk. B... ...at deal of money (in itself a virtue). It possessed a non-conducting fiber ice-container, a porcelain water-jar (guaranteed hy- gienic), a drip-less n... ... week ago he had invented a system of leaving his cigar-case and cigarette-box in an unused drawer at the bottom of the correspondence-file, in the ou... ...ght, a man than whom there is no more stalwart Trojan in all the political arena—I refer to our leader, the Honorable Lucas Prout, standard-bearer of ...

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...r the completion of the beautiful design that was suspended above the alms-box. It was the evening of a summer day which had been very hot. The choir ... ...at moment, Blanche’s side coming out victorious, Nuttie descended into the arena to congratulate 82 Nuttie’s Father and be asked to form part of the ... ...t his own coachman to assist, as being the stronger man, and, mounting the box, turned and drove off in quest of further help, at a wayside cottage, o... ...g that she now knew how to sympathise with Johnnie’s tin soldiers in their box turned upside down. T wo sturdy labourers here made their appearance, h... ...it was to be hoped, was to be taken metaphorically—how dreadfully hard the ice on the wedding-cake was, so that when Annaple tried to cut it the knife...

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...verlasting barren simper; in the smile of others lies a cold glitter as of ice: the fewest are able to laugh, what can be called laughing, but only sn... ...d among its groves and green natural bulwarks, and all diminished to a toy-box, the fair Town, where so many souls, as it were seen and yet unseen, ar... ...usand other thoughts unite thereto, if the place has to ourselves been the arena of joyous or mournful experi- ences; if perhaps the cradle we were ro... ... not here, indeed, the outline of a whole Clothes-Philosophy; at least the arena it is to work in? Remark, too, that the Character of the Man, nowise ... ...ceptre is but a piece of gilt wood; that the Pyx has become a most foolish box, and truly, as Ancient Pistol thought, ‘of little price.’ A right Conju... ...nture be me- chanically hatched and brought to light in that same Bal- lot-Box of yours; or at worst, in some other discoverable or devisable Box, Edi...

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...ildren. Herein appears one of those deep mysteries which lie buried in the arena of private life, a few shreds of which rise to the surface at moments... ...red into her apron the contents of her pockets, namely: a knife, her snuff-box, two pawn- tickets, some crusts of bread, and a handful of copper, from... ...their colloquy, ‘will you take care of this little package for me? It is a box of lace. I am going near by to a countess who is slow to pay her bill; ... ...to take it. But,’ he added, ‘be sure not to touch the paper that wraps the box, for there’s nothing harder than to do up a package in the same folds—’... ...ifferent as to whether or not the object of his visit should be known. The ice was broken, his happiness was soon to be official, and he was more disp... ...the symptoms now appearing of brain fever: bleeding, cupping, leeches, and ice to his head; these were the agreeable finale to his dream of love. We m... ... self-love.” “Well, there you are mistaken!” cried Thuillier, breaking the ice. “I used so little craft, as you call it, that I’ve just come from your... ... sit in judg- ment upon others, it would not become me to descend into the arena myself. I am an old athlete, whose business it is to judge of blows h...

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...would be free to call the devil to your aid with impunity if even his mal- ice were not defeated by such a blind darkness. The shores on the gulf are ... ...n the moonlit plateau forming the top of the pass like the floor of a vast arena sur- rounded by the basalt walls of precipices, two stroll- ing figur... ...e that streamed in, awestruck, to gaze at the hole in the side of the ugly box of bricks before the great altar. Guzman Bento of cruel memory had put ... ...y into the unflinch- ing eyes of Charles Gould, who, remembering the large box full of his father’s letters, put the accumu- lated scorn and bitternes... ...f opportunity. He was too old to descend personally into the centre of the arena at Sta. Marta. But the men who acted there sought his advice at every... ...very old truth.” Decoud spoke in French, perhaps because of Ignacio on the box above him; the old coachman, with his broad back filling a short, silve... ...ried so far, though there was enough ardour in his tone to melt a heart of ice. Antonia turned away abruptly, as if to carry his whispered assurance i... ...e were engaged?” she exclaimed, mentally, with horror. Her heart turned to ice, while her cheeks flamed up as if scorched by the blaze of a funeral py...

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... for a statue.’ He presents her in carpenter’s lines, with a dab of school-box colours, effective to those whom the Keepsake fashion can stir. She has... ...CRISIS IT WAS A CONFIRMED SUSPICION when he beheld Lord Dannisburgh on the box of a four-in-hand, and the peerless Diana beside him, cockaded lackeys ... ...it! Diana cried aloud, ‘My freedom!’ feeling as a butterfly flown out of a box to stretches of sunny earth beneath spacious heavens. Her bitter marria... ...t! A woman’s brutallest tussle with the world was upon her. She was in the arena of the savage claws, flung there by the man who of all others should ... ... Emma. ‘The world will read them, dear,’ said Diana, and struck herself to ice. She broke from the bitter frigidity in fury. ‘They are letters—none ve... ...ore, and my character will be up before the Bull’s Head to face him in the arena. The worst of a position like mine is, that it causes me incessantly ... ...pear no longer on the surface, they cease to bruise us: they will allow an arena character to be cleansed and made presentable while enthu- siastic fr... ... he lifts us to rather a higher level of intellectual friendship. When the ice has melted— and it is thick at first—he pours forth all his ideas witho... ...says what he can for her. But you must be in the last extremity, or she is ice. His appeal to her has been totally disregarded. Until he drops down in...

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...ow quarters of this rickety machine not admitting of any crowding, and the box which formed the seat being kept exclusively for the postal service, th... ...tween their legs, already tortured by being squeezed into a sort of little box in shape like a bellows. The original color of coach and running-gear w... ...ll that dear for your skin?” “Where am I to get them?” “Out of your strong-box,” said Pille-Miche; “and mind that the money is forthcoming, or we’ll s... ...waits you. To be worthy of it, you must brave the inclemencies of weather, ice, snow, and the excessive coldness of the nights; you must surprise your... ...have such keen desires for emotion, that they always know how to break the ice on such occasions. Suddenly, as if the two beauties had the same though... ...with weapons that were more favorable to the Goatskins. Slowly this moving arena widened. The Chouans, recover- ing themselves, gained the rocks, than... ...he soil in a state of humidity which wrapped the travellers in a mantle of ice. However, after much weari- some fatigue, they managed to reach the woo...

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...right face to me, or the very handsome feature, your nose, and that useful box, your skull, will come to grief. The whole business is a mystery. The l... ...the vacant space while pen- cilling in reply:— ‘V . waits for M., but in a box’ (that is, Verona for Milan). ‘We take the key to her. ‘I have no wife,... ...uccess is certain,’ he remarked and applauded, holding one hand as a snuff-box for the fingers of the other to tap on. ‘Signor Conte, you—must not pra... ...he said, and drew up his clenched fists with rage, as if pumping. ‘Cold as ice! Not a flaw. She is a lantern with no light in it—crystal, if you like.... ... without altering the level of his glass, said, ‘She’s as cool as a lemon- ice. That girl will be a mother of heroes. To have volcanic fire and the ma... ...t example of your English,” Laura said. “Brave, good, devoted, admi- rable—ice at the heart. The judge of others, of course. I al- ways respected her;... ...ace. I remember looking down on two cats with arched backs in the solitary arena of the V erona amphitheatre. We men, my Carlo, will not, in the decay...

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... My man he’ve digged a badger for yeou, my dearrs. ’Tis in the linhay in a box.” “Us’ll take un with us when we’re finished here. I reckon yeou’m busy... ... the prostrate Beetle before him. They found the beast in an evil-smelling box, left two half- crowns for payment, and staggered home. Only the badger... ... were to go up to their dormitory and wait till sent for. “Well, take this box to Mr. Hartopp’s rooms, then. We’ve done something for the Natural Hist... ... princess-skirt borrowed from a day-boy’s mother and a spotted cotton bod- ice unsystematically padded with imposition-paper make one ridiculous. And ... ... King of basket-hangers!” Down went McT urk’s inky thumb over an imaginary arena full of bleeding Kings. “Placete, child of a generous race!” he crie... ...y about the eyes, his Rudyard Kipling poshteen coated with claret-colored ice. “‘No trustin’ these snow-storms,’ he said. ‘Nip out quick and snaffle ...

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...et conviction of one who knew her duty better. “Perhaps I’ll have a little ice pudding when it comes,” she said. Sir Richmond detested eating alone in... ...a few mouthfuls he pushed his plate away from him. “Then let’s have up the ice pudding,” he said with a faint note of bitterness. “But have you finish... ...,” he said with a faint note of bitterness. “But have you finished—?” “The ice pudding!” he exploded wrathfully. “The ice pud- ding!” Lady Hardy sat f... ...s. It has one or two constitutional weaknesses—incidental to the make—gear-box over the back axle for example—gets all the vibration. Whole machine ra... ...e, he went down on his hands and knees in the road to peer up at the gear- box, then without restoring the spark, he tried to wind up the engine again... ...val of the Bohe- mian Sokols. Opposite to where I sat, far away across the arena, was a great bank of men of the Sokol organizations, an unbroken brow...

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...als into the darkness of the pine-woods, there is always the faint tang of ice on the air, and the rush of hoarse-sounding water. And the ice and the ... ...he pupil small, tightened, the iris keen, like sharp light shining on blue ice. Their large, full-moulded limbs and erect bodies are distinct, separat... ...timber, or steering the raft down the river which is all effervescent with ice; whether it is drinking in the Gasthaus, or making love, or playing som... ...rk earth, the sad black paths, shut in in this 44 D. H. Lawrence enormous box. It is true, there are long strips of window and slots of space, so tha... ...g in the theatre. On Christmas Day the padrone came in with the key of his box, and would we care to see the drama? The theatre was small, a mere noth... ...le acknowledgements, and was really im- pressed. To be handed the key of a box at the theatre, so simply and pleasantly, in the large sitting-room loo... ... the dark, silent audience, like a cynical knife to my fond soul: ‘Why tha arena, I can tell thy voice.’ The peasants loved Ophelia: she was in white ...

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... soul consciously and uncon- sciously storming for deliverance into better arenas; and this in a restless, rapid, impetuous, rather than in a strong, ... ...to remunerated: and indeed proving more and more to be the true ulti- mate arena, and battle-field and seed-field, for the exu- berant impetuosities a... ...i- tions been allowed, his spiritual capabilities were first- rate. In any arena where eloquence and argument was the point, this man was calculated t... ...contemplating root-and-branch innovation by aid of the hustings and ballot-box. Hustings and ballot-box had speedily to vanish out of Sterling’s thoug... ...d with the due smile my last contribution to his sea-equipment, a sixpenny box of German lucifers pur- chased on the sudden in St. James’s Street, fit... ...ths, and feel so strongly that the Heaven he looks up to is but a vault of ice,—that these two indications, leading to the same conclusion, go far to ... ... bystanders, the London ladies with their eye-glasses and look of an Opera-box, the yawning young gentlemen of the Guarda Nobile, and the laugh of one... ...things he said; a strange effulgence of wild drollery flashing through the ice of earnest pain and sorrow. He looked paler than usual: almost for the ...

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...anner (imitated, no doubt, from Mole) with which he took snuff from a gold box adorned with the portrait of the Princess Goritza,—a charming Hungarian... ...on the game would take place, the chevalier invariably drew out his snuff- box with a gesture that was worthy of Mole, looked at the Princess Goritza,... ...g Chevalier de Valois in store for us, with a carriage, diamonds, an opera-box, and so forth. Russians, Austrians, Britons, have millions on which we ... ...g, a casing of timidity destroyed all the graces of his youth, just as the ice of poverty kept him from daring to put forth all his powers. Provincial... ...” added the chevalier. The Church and the nobility descended thus into the arena of puns, without, however, losing their dignity. “Hush!” exclaimed th... ...rs of age. You might have thought him a handsome Spaniard preserved in the ice of Russia. His man- ner, carriage, and attitude, all denoted a diplomat...

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...on and the humblest copy- ing-clerk; one is as powerful as the other in an arena outside of which each lords it in his own way. Education, equally dis... ... by what machinery they are given back. In fact the budget is not a strong-box to hold what is put into it, but a watering-pot; the more it takes in a... ... lated how he had put away both the memorandum and the copy carefully in a box in the office where no one would ever find them. T ears rolled from his... ...o far to conciliate general good-will. He sent Ma- dame Rabourdin an opera-box for a first representation, took 66 Bureaucracy her there in a carriag...

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...The garden was crossed by a path of red gravel, edged by a border of thick box, of many years’ growth, and of a tone and color that would have delight... ...h mould put in, to refresh these old trees; well, my man, digging, found a box, or rather, the iron-work of a box, in the midst of which was the skele... ...od; treat me in the same way. You say you have nothing to do with my cash- box. Be it so. Do as you like with your own, but do not fill or empty mine.... ... should like to have seen the count take something in my house, if only an ice. Perhaps he cannot reconcile himself to the French style of living, and... ...ad been five or six degrees below freezing and the steps were covered with ice. The general was stout and tall, the president of- fered him the side o... ...w so?” “Yes; for as the gladiator said to the emperor, when he entered the arena, ‘He who is about to die salutes you.’” “Then you are not consoled?” ...

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...rse on the table. Come, father” added Dantes, “put this money back in your box — unless neighbor Caderousse wants anything, and in that case it is at ... ...ntre of the escort. A carriage waited at the door, the coachman was on the box, and a police officer sat beside him. “Is this carriage for me?” said D... ... read- ers, — he found on the table there Louis XVIII.’s half-filled snuff-box, — scarcely had this occurred when Marseilles began, in spite of the au... ...hanks,” said the poor abbe, shivering as though his veins were filled with ice. “I am about to be seized with a fit of catalepsy; when it comes to its... ...ght around his own, covered it with his counterpane, once again kissed the ice-cold brow, and tried vainly to close the resisting eyes, which glared h... ...me chills ran through his whole body, and clutched his heart in a grasp of ice. Then he thought he was going to die. Yet the hours passed on without a... ...he folds of his mantle, passed almost close to Franz, and descended to the arena by an outward flight of steps. The next minute Franz heard himself ca...

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... air, holds you in your easy-chair; when, a spoon in your hand, you sip an ice or a sorbet, the town at your feet and fair woman opposite—such Boccacc... ...-five, but after an attentive examination I found youth entombed under the ice of a great sorrow, under the fatigue of persistent study, under the glo... ...limb a peak to be alone, nor those who persist in the fight, reddening the arena with their blood and strewing it with their illusions. He looked on t... ...d not know how lightly I sleep, was detected by me in the act of opening a box in which I had put the private agreement; I coughed, and he was seized ... ...him; ‘I guess your purpose. Your first secre- tary tried to open your deed box. I know the heart of your second—he might fall in love with your wife. ... ...ity reigned there. The interior of the little house was just such a dainty box as the art of the eighteenth century devised for the pretty profligacy ... ...conversation. “ ‘ “You see, Honorine,” said I, my eyes full of tears, “the ice is broken, and I am so tremulous with happiness that you must forgive t...