Edgware had been a scene of confusion, Chalk
Farm a riotous tumult, but this was a whole population in movement.
Five minutes later James, back in the atmosphere of chalk
, was writing on the blackboard certain sentences for his class to turn into Latin prose.
You had chalk
between your left finger and thumb when you returned from the club last night.
He laid down the seven of hearts, on which with a broken bit of chalk
he had written "800 rubles" in clear upright figures; he emptied the glass of warm champagne that was handed him, smiled at Dolokhov's words, and with a sinking heart, waiting for a seven to turn up, gazed at Dolokhov's hands which held the pack.
Since you refuse to tell me who wrote it, open it yourself, take this chalk
, and copy the contents on the blackboard that we may all enjoy them.
The Nome King clapped his hand to his waist, and his rock colored face turned white as chalk
After the sand appeared some compact white clay, resembling the chalk
of Great Britain, which extended down to a depth of four feet.
Yet it is an admirable lesson to stand on the North Downs and to look at the distant South Downs; for, remembering that at no great distance to the west the northern and southern escarpments meet and close, one can safely picture to oneself the great dome of rocks which must have covered up the Weald within so limited a period as since the latter part of the Chalk
But the Green Fisherman, not even noticing that it was he, turned him over and over in the flour until he looked like a Marionette made of chalk
It is as if a fragment of England floated forward to greet the foreigner--chalk
of our chalk
, turf of our turf, epitome of what will follow.
Those of you who did so with their eyes open have been aware, soon after leaving the Didcot station, of a fine range of chalk
hills running parallel with the railway on the left-hand side as you go down, and distant some two or three miles, more or less, from the line.
The streak of chalk
bewitcheth the hen; the stroke he struck bewitched his weak reason.
Shtcherbatsky moved away from them, and Kitty, going up to a card table, sat down, and, taking up the chalk
, began drawing diverging circles over the new green cloth.
He sighs over the contemplation of its poverty, takes a bit of chalk
from one of the cupboard shelves, and pauses with it in his hand, uncertain what addition to make to the account.
"No Popery" on your door to-morrow night, and for a week to come--that's all.