Go on, Julia--my Julia," said Charles, in an unusually
soft voice; "kill me at once, or bid me live
It came at a time when an unusually
long period had passed since we had received any money.
His face was so unusually
triumphant that Pierre rose in alarm on seeing it.
Pengarth in the face, and his tone was unusually
When Lop-Ear and I went toward the north-east to eat the stringy-rooted carrots that at that season were at their best, he became unusually
At an unusually
urgent prod, Tiha dropped a stone and was duly goaded while she sank to her knees and with one arm scooped it in against her side, regained her feet, and waddled on.
Cecilia arrived before the breakfast-table was cleared; as lovely, as gentle, as affectionate as ever--but looking unusually
serious and subdued.
Plain as it was, the design of the bracelet was unusually
or did Thomas's shoes creak, and was her sense of hearing unusually
The season had been unusually
wet, even for Scotland; and my mother reluctantly confessed that she "did feel a certain longing" for the mild air and genial sunshine of the Devonshire coast.
Polly sprinkled crumbs to the doves, who came daily to be fed, and while she watched the gleaming necks and rosy feet, she racked her brain to devise some unusually
delightful way of enjoying herself, for she really had bottled up her spirits so long, they were in a state of uncontrollable effervescence.
Uncle Alec, very blue as to his clothes, and very brown as to his face, sat bolt upright, surveying well known places with interest, while Rose, feeling unusually
elegant and comfortable, leaned back folded in her soft mantle, and played she was an Eastern princess making a royal progress among her subjects.
To make this deformity all the more striking and all the more terrible, the victim of it was--as to his face and his body--an unusually
handsome and an unusually
I survived, through no personal virtue, but because I did not have the chemistry of a dipsomaniac and because I possessed an organism unusually
resistant to the ravages of John Barleycorn.
Aunt Olivia was most beautiful amid the frost of her bridal veil, and the Story Girl, in an unusually
long white dress, with her brown curls clubbed up behind, looked so tall and grown- up that we hardly recognized her.