To confess the truth, it was my greatest apprehension -- as it would never be a measure of policy to turn out so quiet an individual as myself; and it being hardly in the nature of a public officer to resign -- it was my chief trouble, therefore, that I was likely to grow grey
and decrepit in the Surveyorship, and become much such another animal as the old Inspector.
As she would not hear of staying to dinner, lest she should by any chance fail to arrive at home with the grey
pony before dark; and as I apprehend Mr.
For every one the want is bad," said the grey
Sayer of the Law.
What a look of yearning love it was that the mild grey
eyes turned on the strong dark-eyed man
She jumped down, and came across the room to where he sat, looking down at him with the round, grey
eyes that always reminded him of a kitten's.
When the room and books had been shown, with some bickerings between the brother and sister that I did my utmost to appease or mitigate, Mary Ann brought me her doll, and began to be very loquacious on the subject of its fine clothes, its bed, its chest of drawers, and other appurtenances; but Tom told her to hold her clamour, that Miss Grey
might see his rocking-horse, which, with a most important bustle, he dragged forth from its corner into the middle of the room, loudly calling on me to attend to it.
And I have seen it," the girl retorted, with a note of grimness in her tone, "when it was a great deal more like the other place--stillness that seems almost to stifle you, grey
mists that choke your breath and blot out everything; nothing but the gurgling of a little water, and the sighing--the most melancholy sighing you ever heard--of the wind in our ragged elms.
At twelve o'clock the southern horizon was warmed by the unseen sun; and then began the cold grey
of afternoon that would merge, three hours later, into night.
Oh, we all know something, my child, or we shouldn't be donkeys," asserted the grey
one, with dignity.
As often happens after a grey
daybreak the sun had risen in a warm and glorious splendour above the smooth immense gleam of the enlarged estuary.
Wolf Larsen did not laugh, though his grey
eyes lighted with a slight glint of amusement; and in that moment, having stepped forward quite close to him, I received my first impression of the man himself, of the man as apart from his body, and from the torrent of blasphemy I had heard him spew forth.
A slight grey
mist rested upon the more distant parts of the wilderness which he was crossing, a mist which seemed to be blown in from the sea in little puffs, resting for a time upon the earth, and then drifting up and fading away like soap bubbles.