Augustine laughed immoderately
at the grave and anxious face with which Miss Ophelia propounded the question.
I am taken home in a sad plight, and I have beef-steaks put to my eyes, and am rubbed with vinegar and brandy, and find a great puffy place bursting out on my upper lip, which swells immoderately
She had concluded that marriage was a greater folly, and men greater fools, than she had supposed; but such beliefs rather lightened her sense of responsibility than disappointed her, and, as she had plenty of money, plenty of servants, plenty of visitors, and plenty of exercise on horseback, of which she was immoderately
fond, her time passed pleasantly enough.
And next he was entering Frank's restaurant in Montgomery Street, San Francisco; he had ordered a pan-stew and venison chops, of which he was immoderately
fond, and as he sat waiting, Munroe, the good attendant, brought him a whisky punch; he saw the strawberries float on the delectable cup, he heard the ice chink about the straws.
Minerva now made the suitors fall to laughing immoderately
, and set their wits wandering; but they were laughing with a forced laughter.
No sooner had he turned his back than the officer laid himself down in it, and he had scarcely crossed the threshold before his successor, in his turn, was snoring immoderately
Madame de Cintre, on the other hand, liked them, and, most of them being of a humorous cast, laughed at them immoderately
, and inquired into the character of their authors.
Playing bumble-puppy with Minnie Beebe, niece to the rector, and aged thirteen--an ancient and most honourable game, which consists in striking tennis-balls high into the air, so that they fall over the net and immoderately
bounce; some hit Mrs.
Mildred taught her to call him daddy, and when the child did this for the first time of her own accord, laughed immoderately
One fine morning a young man whose hair was not immoderately
long, but abundant and curly, and who was otherwise English in his equipment, had just turned his back on the Belvedere Torso in the Vatican and was looking out on the magnificent view of the mountains from the adjoining round vestibule.
It was useless to tell her, through clenched teeth, that the whole thing was a joke, for she understood no jokes except her own, of which she had the most immoderately
high opinion, and that would have mattered little to me had not David liked them also.
She mimicked poor Sam to Janet that night, and both of them laughed immoderately
over his plunge into sentiment.