As many minutes as you like," she rejoined, reclining on the bank in her former position, and returning to her former occupation of tearing up the tufts
of grass and flinging them out into the air.
More than once, as tufts
of grass came out in my hand or my foot slipped in the wet notches of the rock, I thought that I was gone.
They saw white sails or tufts
of smoke pass across the horizon, and if you had said that these were waterspouts, or the petals of white sea flowers, they would have agreed.
They sought beneath the tufts
of grass and bushe for a few dry twigs, and these they rubbed into fibres; the surrounding them with coarser twigs, something like a bird' nest, they put the rag with its spark of fire in the middl and covered it up.
The gigantic pine-forests, on the pointed crags, seemed almost like little tufts
of heather, colored by the surrounding clouds.
The North American warrior caused the hair to be plucked from his whole body; a small tuft
was left on the crown of his head, in order that his enemy might avail himself of it, in wrenching off the scalp in the event of his fall.
This bit of skull, with the tuft
of blond hair, was his; this is his hat.
A painted moth came in at the open window and settled on the tuft
of brilliant leaves.
No,' she repeated, and continued sauntering on, pausing at intervals to muse over a bit of moss, or a tuft
of blanched grass, or a fungus spreading its bright orange among the heaps of brown foliage; and, ever and anon, her hand was lifted to her averted face.
However, as he thought his court-suit necessary to the occasion, it was not for me tell him that he looked far better in his working dress; the rather, because I knew he made himself so dreadfully uncomfortable, entirely on my account, and that it was for me he pulled up his shirt-collar so very high behind, that it made the hair on the crown of his head stand up like a tuft
But in the days of Cadmus, as I have told you, there was only this rustic bower, with its abundance of green foliage, and a tuft
of shrubbery, that ran wild over the mysterious hole in the hillside.
To my dismay the creature flew straight for the great mire, and my acquaintance never paused for an instant, bounding from tuft
behind it, his green net waving in the air.