But somehow envy and discontent soon vanished when she thought of all the patient love and labor John had put into the little home awaiting
her, and when they sat together in the twilight, talking over their small plans, the future always grew so beautiful and bright that she forgot Sallie's splendor and felt herself the richest, happiest girl in Christendom.
While at the hotel they had several glimpses of the members of the Beecher party who were awaiting
the arrival of the young professor who was to lead them into the wilds of Honduras.
Magua, who knew how to avoid the more pressing dangers, and also to elude pursuit, entered the woods through a low ravine, where he quickly found the Narragansetts, which the travelers had abandoned so shortly before, awaiting
his appearance, in custody of a savage as fierce and malign in his expression as himself.
In the baser sort, its effect was to increase the liability to sluggishness and dependence, and induce the victim of a shadowy hope to remit all self-effort, while awaiting
the realization of his dreams.
To mark, for the house, the high state I cultivated I decreed that my meals with the boy should be served, as we called it, downstairs; so that I had been awaiting
him in the ponderous pomp of the room outside of the window of which I had had from Mrs.
He goes down in the whirling heart of such a masterless commotion that he scarce heeds the moment when he drops seething into the yawning jaws awaiting
him; and the whale shoots-to all his ivory teeth, like the Lord out of the fish's belly.
Soon, while the crews were awaiting
the arrival of the ship, the body showed symptoms of sinking with all its treasures unrifled.
The eyes of every one in the room were upon her, awaiting
her decision; and at last, half blind with her tears, she began fumbling in her jacket, where she had pinned the precious money.
Clare servants,--Tom, Adolph, and others; and there, too, Susan and Emmeline, awaiting
their turn with anxious and dejected faces.
He was now awaiting
for the twins, and still puzzling over the problem of who that girl might be, and how she happened to be in that young fellow's room at daybreak in the morning.
In less than an hour Rebecca was started on her way to Sunnybrook, her heart palpitating with fear as to what might be awaiting
her at her journey's end.
A picturesque track it was, by the way; lying along the side of the beck and through the sweetest curves of the dale: but that day I thought more of the letters, that might or might not be awaiting
me at the little burgh whither I was bound, than of the charms of lea and water.