The estates he had not before visited were each more picturesque than the other; the serfs everywhere seemed thriving and
touchingly grateful for the benefits conferred on them.
The clergyman had spoken so
touchingly, the children who were confirmed had been greatly moved; it was an eventful day for them; from children they become all at once grown-up-persons; it was as if their infant souls were now to fly all at once into persons with more understanding.
If I did"--Maud had
touchingly worked it out--"where would be my honesty?"
"The servant of God, Konstantin, plights his troth to the servant of God, Ekaterina." And putting his big ring on Kitty's
touchingly weak, pink little finger, the priest said the same thing.
Not so long as that other but more
touchingly because I am no longer sixteen and this is a woman.
"But I will be true to him, mamma," she
touchingly writes, "I will not leave him, I must not forget that he is my husband.
Indeed, dear Rodya, the letter was so nobly and
touchingly written that I sobbed when I read it and to this day I cannot read it without tears.
He therefore appeared before Aunt Chloe with a
touchingly subdued, resigned expression, like one who has suffered immeasurable hardships in behalf of a persecuted fellow-creature,--enlarged upon the fact that Missis had directed him to come to Aunt Chloe for whatever might be wanting to make up the balance in his solids and fluids,--and thus unequivocally acknowledged her right and supremacy in the cooking department, and all thereto pertaining.
Touchingly and awfully drawn together, he and the little mad woman were side by side and, as it were, alone.
The presence of the girl there on the pavement before me proved this up to the hilt--and, well, yes,
touchingly enough.
At the first approach I made to the forbidden topic she put her hand on my lips with a look and gesture which
touchingly, almost painfully, recalled to my memory the days of her girlhood and the happy bygone time when there were no secrets between us.
His calculations had been just, and he had wandered about the rotunda for only ten minutes, looking again at the paintings, commemorative of the national annals, which occupy its lower spaces, and at the simulated sculptures, so
touchingly characteristic of early American taste, which adorn its upper reaches, when the charming women he had been counting on presented themselves in charge of a licensed guide.