the Bass and Tenor of the Man and the Soprano and Contralto
of the two Women?" "But supposing," said I, "that a man should prefer one wife or three?" "It is impossible," he said; "it is as inconceivable as that two and one should make five, or that the human eye should see a Straight Line." I would have interrupted him; but he proceeded as follows:
All I know is that one evening, entering incautiously the salon of the little house just after the news of a considerable Carlist success had reached the faithful, I was seized round the neck and waist and whirled recklessly three times round the room, to the crash of upsetting furniture and the humming of a valse tune in a warm contralto
"Mamma!" rang out the clear contralto
notes of her childish voice, audible the whole length of the table.
All at once he heard, not far from the edge of the wood, the sound of Varenka's contralto
voice, calling Grisha, and a smile of delight passed over Sergey Ivanovitch's face.
She sat entranced through `Robin Hood' and hung upon the lips of the contralto
who sang, `Oh, Promise Me!'
Then placing herself in the full light of the lamp which lit the yard, -- "Gate!" cried she, with her finest contralto
voice, and rapping at the window.
Lastly, her feet and hands were astonishing, and her voice a deep contralto
. Sometimes, when she laughed, she displayed her teeth, but at ordinary times her air was taciturn and haughty--especially in the presence of Polina and Maria Philipovna.
A chorus from Olivette, sung in her clear contralto
, grew fainter and fainter until it ended in the slam of a distant door.
She hated the cheap furniture of the little parlour, the penetrating contralto
of the cook singing hymns in the kitchen, and the ubiquitousness of her small brother.
will not care to catechise the bass; the tenor will foresee no embarrassing dearth of remark in evenings spent with the lovely soprano.
He read of the swallows that fly in and out of the little cafe at Smyrna where the Hadjis sit counting their amber beads and the turbaned merchants smoke their long tasselled pipes and talk gravely to each other; he read of the Obelisk in the Place de la Concorde that weeps tears of granite in its lonely sunless exile and longs to be back by the hot, lotus-covered Nile, where there are Sphinxes, and rose-red ibises, and white vultures with gilded claws, and crocodiles with small beryl eyes that crawl over the green steaming mud; he began to brood over those verses which, drawing music from kiss-stained marble, tell of that curious statue that Gautier compares to a contralto
voice, the "monstre charmant" that couches in the porphyry-room of the Louvre.
"Signorina!" echoed Persephone in her glorious contralto
. She pointed at the other carriage.