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|There was Mrs. Frisby, for one; Mrs. Frisby whose fingers sparkled with far |
costlier rings than Jean's, and possessed of an indulgent ... it would certainly
come to light soon, etc., etc., and then everybody came to everybody else's relief
with a supply of small talk and gossip. ... Two wretched days. ... Years ago—
thirteen of them, to be exact—Eleanor King's refusal had darkened all my young
world. ... She was just a child at heart, I repeated to myself, and should not be
judged as a woman.
|CORNER. 1 tion and Walter Vancouver was reduced to the love. of. It seemed a |
mockery to go to him with diamonds flashing ... e her now, and for'the first time in
that ion , weary year, the old bright look was on his han some face, and the old
clear ring in his voice. .... In the first place then, there is only one wa to account for
the disappearance of Mr. Melvil e's will. .... “Here is a document, of whose
existence Melville Langdon (and everybody else, for that matter) is ignorant, and
which he ...
|Being a fighter myself – I was boxing as a featherweight probably when he was a |
little boy – I knew he could have had a lucky ... There had been so much publicity
before the fight that everybody was there – we saw Sinatra in the ring corner ... in
as good a shape as he should have been, he just did something that probably no
one else has ever gotten away with. ... 'What's Going On' with Marvin Gaye, 'War'
by Edwin Starr and two or three others that were about the feelings of the times.
|I designed a nightclub, some recording studios, and this apartment for a couple, |
one of whom worked from ... bed area and then up again into the bed, not only
was there more of a cocooning, but it could create separations between different
areas that allowed you to move from place to place, not just from corner to corner.
... I find it much easier to choose furniture and to be definitive about fabrics when
it's someone else's home, because it's different when you're living with it yourself.
|There is a certain quality of light there, diffused through moving cloud, that shifts |
and changes continually, illuminating ... then that piece of hillside in fine gold, like
a fragment of illuminated manuscript torn from some medieval tome, only for the
light ... Several horses of different colors stood tied to a long rope suspended
between two wooden poles stuck into the turf. .... else had run for the tents — the
handsome young herder who had given me the horse stepped out of one of them
|I will not say, moreover, that I had not a small debt to pay the next day — but no |
matter for that : just as the minister was ... said I to myself. " I have not seen one
like it for many a day." By and by the minister came to " Ihir- teenlhly," and the
long ... It was nearly evening, yet there was sunshine enough to show that he cast
a very long shadow. ... gathered at the corner of the street to gabble about
nothing, the man with the long face was sure to make one of them. ... two
|us—Rasputin, his two daughters, and their housekeeper—to our own pathetic |
defenses? Good Lord.... In Papa's perfect world, there existed little more than
love and freedom, absolute faith, spiritual study, and a world devoid of material ...
|Ten to one there's a decided character in them, whether true or false ; and fifty to |
one you are a fool if you cannot see at a glance how much to believe. ... The
cholera had appeared and was raging far and wide along shore ; the captain was
running a race with another boat ; and ... But what astonished me more than
everything else, wu the strange apathy—the absolute carelessness — the every-
day ... Just put yourself in the situation of these two unprotected females at this
|A crumpled paper cup came flying into the ring, then a few with soda in them and |
then a couple with ice cubes. ... I was one of the few people in the whole place
who was staying calm, something that was noted in nearly every one of the ...
than if I'd gone off the deep end and carried on for the cameras — but there was
more to it than just good manners. ... It was me standing in the middle of a boxing
ring, a place I'd come to think of as home, but once again finding myself a