asked Edna, indifferently, squinting
at her picture.
Danhasch readily agreed, and on Maimoune striking the floor with her foot it opened, and a hideous, hump-backed, lame, squinting
genius, with six horns on his head, hands like claws, emerged.
There's a piece o' sheeting I could give you as that squinting
Kitty spun--she was a rare girl to spin, for all she squinted, and the children couldn't abide her; and, you know, the spinning's going on constant, and there's new linen wove twice as fast as the old wears out.
But listless as he lounges there, rather baffled on the aesthetic question, and guilty of the damning fault (as we have lately discovered it to be) of confounding the merit of the artist with that of his work (for he admires the squinting
Madonna of the young lady with the boyish coiffure, because he thinks the young lady herself uncommonly taking), he is a sufficiently promising acquaintance.
I was squinting
through a colloid before you were out of your cradle, my son.
It is here," said the Adjutant, squinting
over his beak at his full pouch.
Young Cranch was not exactly the balancing point between the wit and the idiot,-- verging slightly towards the latter type, and squinting
so as to leave everything in doubt about his sentiments except that they were not of a forcible character.
This hero, radiant with rapturous joy, who had the distinguished honour of making the people forget the speech of Van Systens, and even the presence of the Stadtholder, was Isaac Boxtel, who saw, carried on his right before him, the black tulip, his pretended daughter; and on his left, in a large purse, the hundred thousand guilders in glittering gold pieces, towards which he was constantly squinting
, fearful of losing sight of them for one moment.
You might have listened to me and saved yourself trouble,' says she, climbing over the rail and squinting
along for'ard and seeing the first shackle flip out and stop.
The childish and savage taste of men and women for new patterns keeps how many shaking and squinting
through kaleidoscopes that they may discover the particular figure which this generation requires today.
I fancy this sort of disfigurement embittered the poor chap a little; for while Smythe was ready to show off his monkey tricks anywhere, James Welkin (that was the squinting
man's name) never did anything except soak in our bar parlour, and go for great walks by himself in the flat, grey country all round.
Let them HEAR me chattering and sighing with winter-cold, all those poor squinting
knaves around me