It was the twins, knocking out a classic four-handed piece on the piano in great style.
Judge Driscoll could be a freethinker and still hold his place in society because he was the person of most consequence to the community, and therefore could venture to go his own way and follow out his own notions.
It was the "nigger" in him asserting its humility, and he blushed and was abashed.
In addition to his other vocations, he was the singing-master of the neighborhood, and picked up many bright shillings by instructing the young folks in psalmody.
There were a dozen men crazy about her at the Cheniere; and since it was the fashion to be in love with married people, why, she could run away any time she liked to New Orleans with Celina's husband.
Her husband noticed, and thought it was the expression of a deep filial attachment which he had never suspected.
He could speak a little Spanish, and also a language which nobody understood, unless it was the mocking-bird that hung on the other side of the door, whistling his fluty notes out upon the breeze with maddening persistence.
It was the color of her skin, without the glow, the myriad living tints that one may sometimes discover in vibrant flesh.
Edna knew that Madame Lebrun had returned to the city, for it was the middle of November.
It was the seat of a very powerful kingdom that flourished over two hundred years ago.
It was the figure of an immense grey-black creature, rearing its colossal shoulders twelve or fourteen feet above the ground.
There was likewise, at times, a vein of something like poetry in him; it was the moss or wall-flower of his mind in its small dilapidation, and gave a charm to what might have been vulgar and commonplace in his earlier and middle life.
So she made the change, and straightway fancied that everything was spoiled by it; not recognizing that it was the nervousness of the juncture, and her own native squeamishness as an old maid, that wrought all the seeming mischief.
It was the custom of the time, indeed, for merchants to store their goods and transact business in their own dwellings.
The ruin of good men by bad wives, and, more particularly, the frustration of many a promising youth's high aims and hopes and the extinction of his energies by an early imprudent marriage, was the theme.
He was the kind of man to whom some human object for pouring out his heart upon--were it emotive or were it choleric--was almost a necessity.
Most curious, he said, was the spectacle--sad and laughable and strange; for the choice of the souls was in most cases based on their experience of a previous life.
When we had seen all the individuals, and finally agreed as to who was thebest and who was the worst of them, we were to consider whether the best was not also the happiest, and the worst the most miserable.
Beyond that gulch, on a little rise of ground that faced the open sandy plain, was the Kohlers' house, where Professor Wunsch lived.
Sylvester Street, the third parallel with Main Street on the west, was the longest in town, and the best dwellings were built along it.
She found later that it was the property of one of Ramas's young cousins, who was taking it to Utah with him to cheer him at his "job-a.
The "piece-picture," which hung on the wall and nearly covered one whole end of the room, was the handiwork of Fritz Kohler.
In another bill he was the "world-renowned Shakespearian tragedian, Garrick the Younger, of Drury Lane, London.
It was the first I ever see it growing, and it made the woods look solemn and dismal.
It was the raft, and mighty glad was we to get aboard of it again.
He was the softest, glidingest, stealthiest man I ever see; and there warn't no more smile to him than there is to a ham.
So she began to feel a slight interest in Dickon, and as she had never before been interested in any one but herself, it was thedawning of a healthy sentiment.
All she thought about the key was that if it was the key to the closed garden, and she could find out where the door was, she could perhaps open it and see what was inside the walls, and what had happened to the old rose-trees.
It was the lock of the door which had been closed ten years and she put her hand in her pocket, drew out the key and found it fitted the keyhole.
Perhaps it was the sight of these half-filled shelves which started this day's great revolution in Theron's opinions of himself.
Nothing was clearer to his mind than the conclusion itself--that his meeting, with the priest and the doctor was the turning-point in his career.
He was the owner of a large tract of land upon which diamonds had been found, and he was engaged in developing the mines.
It was she who decided when it was discreet to ask the Indian gentleman to tell stories about India, and it was she who saw when he was tired and it was the time to steal quietly away and tell Ram Dass to go to him.
Yes," was the answer, "because her mother was a Frenchwoman, and I had heard that she wished her child to be educated in Paris.
You can do anything you are told," was the answer.
Question the first: Was the Colonel's Diamond the object of a conspiracy in India?
How can I trust my native institutions," was the form in which he put it, "after the way in which my native institutions have behaved to ME?
Was the legacy of the Moonstone a proof that she had treated her brother with cruel injustice?
They simply confined themselves to making a mess; and all they spoilt, to do them justice, was the panelling of a door.
It was the night of Miss Rachel's birthday, the twenty-first of June; and there was a party in honour of it, as usual.
The thought then struck Passepartout, that he was the cause of this new misfortune!
They soon reached a small hut, near which, enclosed within some high palings, was the animal in question.
It was the end of May when the farmer determined to be no longer repulsed by trivialities or distracted by suspense.
The step echoed with a ring unusual in a church; it was theclink of spurs.
If anything could be darker than the sky, it was the wall, and if any thing could be gloomier than the wall it was the river beneath.
It was the blood-stained gate, the entrance to the hell of slavery, through which I was about to pass.
It was the seat of government for the whole twenty farms.
It was the first of a long series of such outrages, of which I was doomed to be a witness and a participant.
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