'No doubt, no doubt,' said Alexander, 'but then you see you aren't always on the spot to have the thing explained to you.
'I forgot to lock the door, it seems,' replied Alexander.
'I propose to go into all that at length after breakfast,' returned Alexander. 'There is the half-hour going; we must not keep Miss Mackenzie waiting.'
Next he thought of that self-satisfied Bonaparte, with his small white hand, who was now an Emperor, liked and respected by Alexander. Then why those severed arms and legs and those dead men?...
In 1808 the Emperor Alexander went to Erfurt for a fresh interview with the Emperor Napoleon, and in the upper circles of Petersburg there was much talk of the grandeur of this important meeting.
Alexander screened her face from the firelight, which was beginning to throw wavering bright spots on her dress and hair as the dusk deepened.
When Alexander reached the library door, he switched on the lights and stood six feet and more in the archway, glowing with strength and cordiality and rugged, blond good looks.
After dinner Alexander took Wilson up to his study.
Pigling Bland and Alexander sat down and untied their bundles.
Pigling Bland pulled out his paper; Alexander, after fumbling, handed over something scrumply--
'The fact is,' he has said, 'there is between her and Alexander a certain coolness.
As I weep, I perceive the cat Alexander approaching.