He could hear its footsteps.
Something was pushing its way through the bushes.
Being in front carried its responsibilities.
If they give me plenty of it I'll not complain about its color.
She reached out and put her hand over the ring, stopping its infernal winking.
In answer to her response, his kiss lost its hesitancy and became ardent.
Obviously the long week was taking its toll on him as well.
He saw its shaggy head and big round eyes.
"Tastes differ," murmured the dragonette, slowly drooping its scaley eyelids over its yellow eyes, until they looked like half-moons.
The rear end of the car danced sideways, bouncing like a horse kicking up its heels.
She shoved the book back into its place and gave the shelf a last swipe, curbing her tongue as she dismounted the chair.
The envelope had a mind of its own, and it drew her back to the coffee table - demanded that she tear it open and read the answer.
Ridges of sparkling white sand surrounded the camp like a sleeping dragon, soaking heat from the sun - resting now so it could spit its fiery breath at them later in the day.
A long oak table graced the center of the room, its ten carved chairs at attention.
He could see its shadow as he peeped out through the clusters of leaves.
A warm hand caressed its way up her back and around to cradle her breast.
It would be an excellent opportunity to get out of this house with its unpleasant memories.
The bay stumbled slightly and he patted its neck.
"You won't bear me a grudge, Prokhor Ignatych?" said the regimental commander, overtaking the third company on its way to its quarters and riding up to Captain Timokhin who was walking in front.
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What reasonable man ever supposed that ornaments were something outward and in the skin merely--that the tortoise got his spotted shell, or the shell-fish its mother-o'-pearl tints, by such a contract as the inhabitants of Broadway their Trinity Church?
He picked up a newspaper and snapped it open, his attention instantly captured by something he found in its crinkled pages.
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I place my hand on the hand of the speaker so lightly as not to impede its movements.
There is some of the same fitness in a man's building his own house that there is in a bird's building its own nest.
Along the broad country road, edged on both sides by trees, came a high, light blue Viennese caleche, slightly creaking on its springs and drawn by six horses at a smart trot.
Thanks to the strictness and assiduity of its commander the regiment, in comparison with others that had reached Braunau at the same time, was in splendid condition.
She shoved the photo back into the envelope and closed the lip, willing herself not to think about the previous pregnancy and its tragic end.
And yet, its little engine hummed along with a surprising lack of noise.
The burning of Smolensk and its abandonment made an epoch in his life.
If the noble awistocwacy of the pwovince of Moscow thinks fit, it can show its loyalty to our sov'weign the Empewah in other ways.
But Smolensk was burned by its own inhabitants-who had been misled by their governor.
She did not realize the significance of this war, though Dessalles with whom she constantly conversed was passionately interested in its progress and tried to explain his own conception of it to her, and though the "God's folk" who came to see her reported, in their own way, the rumors current among the people of an invasion by Antichrist, and though Julie (now Princess Drubetskaya), who had resumed correspondence with her, wrote patriotic letters from Moscow.
Only now in the stillness of the night, reading it by the faint light under the green shade, did he grasp its meaning for a moment.
The unreaped corn was scorched and shed its grain.
Of late, since the Emperor's return from the army, there had been some excitement in these conflicting salon circles and some demonstrations of hostility to one another, but each camp retained its own tendency.
Napoleon, after making the Cossack a present, had him set free like a bird restored to its native fields.
Napoleon rode on, dreaming of the Moscow that so appealed to his imagination, and "the bird restored to its native fields" galloped to our outposts, inventing on the way all that had not taken place but that he meant to relate to his comrades.
Heaven only knows who arranged all this and when, but it all got done as if of its own accord.
Until Prince Andrew settled in Bogucharovo its owners had always been absentees, and its peasants were of quite a different character from those of Bald Hills.
The sun had reached the other side of the house, and its slanting rays shone into the open window, lighting up the room and part of the morocco cushion at which Princess Mary was looking.
