Well he knew why their hands were rough; but this hand of hers
His hand went out impulsively to hers
, but she avoided the clasp by a sort of bodily stiffening and chill, the while the eyes smiled still more gloriously.
Then suddenly a terrible shriek- it could not be hers
, she could not scream like that- came from the bedroom.
was not a sensual, pleasure-loving nature.
The more private inquiries I conduct for my fair relative the harder she will find it to get rid of hers
truly, Horatio Wragge.
She has abilities, however, as well as affections; and it is now a doubtful point whether his cunning, or hers
, may finally carry the day; whether, after preventing her
from being the wife of Sir Walter, he may not be wheedled and caressed at last into making her
the wife of Sir William.
The fact that he had no right to show his feelings, and thus provoke the expression of hers
, made him attach a fantastic importance to every change in her
look and tone.
She felt safer with the feel of his arm against hers
, and with the contact of her
the man took a new grip upon himself.
As she talked, Billy followed her
solemnly, his eyes steadily turned on hers
I dreamt I was sleeping the last sleep by that sleeper, with my heart stopped and my cheek frozen against hers
First, she dreamed of little Alice herself, and once again the tiny hands were clasped upon her
knee, and the bright eager eyes were looking up into hers
--she could hear the very tones of her
voice, and see that queer little toss of her
head to keep back the wandering hair that WOULD always get into her
eyes--and still as she listened, or seemed to listen, the whole place around her
became alive the strange creatures of her
little sister's dream.
And what sort of crisis might not this be in three lives whose contact with hers
laid an obligation on her
as if they had been suppliants bearing the sacred branch?