It was turning
upon pivots, and with it a section of the floor directly in front of it was turning
The old man stopped and, turning
back, said: "Oh, yes, my dear sir, a thousand pardons.
Now, I wonder who yon youth may be," said the judge, turning
to Sir Richard, "he seemeth like a stout Saxon from his red cheeks and fair hair.
up the cuffs of his dress-coat--he had placed his overcoat on a chair--Holmes laid out two drills, a jemmy, and several skeleton keys.
She half rose, by a glance inviting Pierre, who sat opposite, to listen to what was coming, and turning
to her mother:
With the fickleness of insanity he quickly tired of the search, and, turning
to the soldiers who had accompanied him from the floor below, dismissed them.
And indeed the clever horse, turning
first one ear and then the other now to one side and then to the other, began to wheel round.
Having closed and secured the door on Lady Montbarry's departure, Agnes put on her dressing-gown, and, turning
to her open boxes, began the business of unpacking.
to the Kid, he said, "It is just what I deserve; for I, who am only a butcher, should not have turned piper to please you.
It is a beautiful path, my son," said the Old Politician, without either slackening his pace or turning
his head, "and it leadeth among pleasant scenes.
in my seat I saw a man in evening dress who had just entered the room.
human beings living in a underground den, which has a mouth open towards the light and reaching all along the den; here they have been from their childhood, and have their legs and necks chained so that they cannot move, and can only see before them, being prevented by the chains from turning
round their heads.
I felt a keen current of air and, on turning
, found the window open, at the extreme end of the gallery, which I call the
A year of school-teaching and of night-study of shorthand and typewriting had capitalized their city project and fitted them for the venture, which same venture was turning
out anything but successful.
Very likely--though I've not had the pleasure of the Ladies' Aid's acquaintance," rejoined Miss Polly, stiffly, trying to unclasp the small, clinging fingers, and turning
frowning eyes on Nancy in the doorway.