At this he only laughed and kissed my hand, calling me a sweet enthusiast
He was an enthusiast
for the ancien regime, and was trying to re-enact literally the family life of the last Bourbons.
O--ah--Gad--yes, so do I exactly, Miss Sharp," the other enthusiast
He was asking, too, the well-known eccentric enthusiast
, Pestsov, a liberal, a great talker, a musician, an historian, and the most delightfully youthful person of fifty, who would be a sauce or garnish for Koznishev and Karenin.
The anti-race-suicide enthusiast
with the rubber rings did not call Lord Dawlish Bill, but otherwise his manner was intimate.
His father, a delicate dark enthusiast
with a sloping forehead, had been an itinerant and rousing preacher of some obscure but rigid Christian sect - a man supremely confident in the privileges of his righteousness.
You are not an enthusiast
, but there is an immense force of revolt in you.
He is a little queer in his ideas -- an enthusiast
in some branches of science.
The disposition of these vast sums by gentlemen wearing patched breeches awakened no sense of the ludicrous, nor did any doubt, reservation, or contingency enter into the plans of the charming enthusiasts
And as each of these roaring gangs of enthusiasts
marched away, some remorseful member of it was quite sure to raise his voice and say:
He was of pale complexion, with clear blue eyes, rather deeply set; his mouth, fine and well cut, remained motionless in its correct lines; his chin, strongly marked, denoted that strength of will which in the ordinary Britannic type denotes mostly nothing but obstinacy; a brow a little receding, as is proper for poets, enthusiasts
, and soldiers, was scarcely shaded by short thin hair which, like the beard which covered the lower part of his face, was of a beautiful deep chestnut color.
The prince smiled; he despised flatterers, but he appreciated enthusiasts
Grandfather described the hatred and scorn with which these enthusiasts
The whole city was in a state of joy; the two friends were jostled at every moment by enthusiasts
who required them, in their intoxication, to cry out, "Long live good King Charles
His life was a series of distracted compromises between the proprietor of the paper (and of him), who was a senile soap-boiler with three ineradicable mistakes in his mind, and the very able staff he had collected to run the paper; some of whom were brilliant and experienced men and (what was even worse) sincere enthusiasts
for the political policy of the paper.