She extinguished the taper
, and handed him the pen again.
He glanced at his own white taper
fingers, shuddering slightly in spite of himself, and passed on, till he came to those lovely stanzas upon Venice:
The knock was answered by Sadie, with a taper
in her hand, and the vizir, who was surprised at her beauty, bowed low before her, and said respectfully, "Madam, we are three merchants who have lately arrived from Moussoul, and, owing to a misadventure which befel us this very night, only reached our inn to find that the doors were closed to us till to-morrow morning.
To my misfortune I yielded to it, showing her to him one night by the light of a taper
at a window where we used to talk to one another.
When he made his final remark, he flung his night-cap to the foot of the bed, as Pope Gregory did the taper
when he fulminated an excommunication; Suzanne then learned for the first time that du Bousquier wore a toupet covering his bald spot.
He was tall, had a large forehead, straight nose, a clearly cut mouth, beautiful teeth, with fine taper
hands, indicative of a highly nervous temperament.
There steals the old sad air of Ou -- Each calls his latest song to mind; Then white sails taper
down the stream, While lingering thoughts still look behind.
I grasped it in my hand, put out the flame as quickly as I could, lighted my taper
in the fire itself, and opened the crumpled paper with inexpressible emotion, recognizing, when I had done so, that these characters had been traced in mysterious and sympathetic ink, only appearing when exposed to the fire; nearly one-third of the paper had been consumed by the flame.
The division being made by the light of Bazin's taper
, the two friends continued their road and a quarter of an hour later they had joined De Winter at the Porte Saint Denis.
I turned to Toby, the flickering light of a native taper
showed me his countenance pale with trepidation at this fatal question.
Scarcely had D'Artagnan extinguished his taper
, when Aramis, who had watched through his curtains the last glimmer of light in his friend's apartment, traversed the corridor on tiptoe, and went to Porthos's room.
The door of Miss Bordereau's room was open and I could see beyond it the faintness of a taper