The Gift of Abou Hassan

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Little, Brown,, 1912 - 314 Seiten
 

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Seite 284 - ... the intellect are transcended. Then is the wheel escaped from which binds the soul in the lower worlds, and then is the first foretaste of the liberty which is found perfected on the nirvanic plane. The nirvanic consciousness is the antithesis of annihilation ; it is existence raised to a vividness and intensity inconceivable to those who know only the life of the senses and the mind...
Seite 26 - Then with an engaging smile : "Are you quite sure now you can't find me a rug somewhere?" Abou Hassan's head sidled a dejected negative. The matron's tongue clicked. She felt herself flushing, a sure premonition to her that she was losing her temper. The man had either disposed of the rug Mrs. Van Stuphem had seen, or else he was concealing his possession of it. She would test the matter. "Let me see, didn't you — " her tone edged a little — "didn't you have an old rug here last fall — on a...
Seite 307 - Bentley had not taken into account was the unreckoned element which so oft confounds the bestlaid schemes of mice and men. He could not know that it was an heiress of five millions that hung upon his arm, for she knew naught of it herself. He could not foresee that the revelation of this trifling detail made all the difference in the world to the very human Mr. Pompernel, already self-fortified by "Dutch courage...
Seite 87 - At this point in her reflections, the ridiculous young man soberly indicated with his cane the figure of Agamemnon that had suddenly reappeared from the shop. He stood in the doorway an instant, poking his head backward with a sniff ; then he vaulted into the car and settled into the cushions with a grunt — this time behind the steering wheel. His manner subtly conveyed that his mistress was by no means ready to emerge. "You see?
Seite 122 - ... of the deep, impassioned murmurings of the very likable young man at her feet, while in her cheeks the color came and went, flashing from flame to snow pallor and back to flame again in swift succession — and she cared not. It was a new hour for her, a wondrous hour of which schoolmates had whispered to her in breathless confidences in the dead of night ; an hour that had been theirs — some of them — and now was hers.
Seite 293 - He's coming into luck in business, too, of late." This from olH " TTnot " Van <?Hir>Vi«»m -orVin wntli Viia wiff> "Poor thing — he's had a dog's life!" Mrs. Van Stuphem murmured her sympathy with greater warmth in view of the fact that an hour before she had called upon Mrs. Pompernel and had had her card returned to her with a pungent message that had sent her driving off in dudgeon. " Do you think Kitty can do it, Judge ? She appealed eagerly to the legal luminary.
Seite 182 - Oh!" Mrs. Pompernel lifted herself on elbow and swept back the curtaining fringes from the dismantled pompadour. This impediment removed, she turned upon Simmons the full measure of awe-impelling wrath that radiated with a contraction of her Jovian brows. Time and again, under this projection, she had seen the congested redness of the butler's countenance relapse to sickly, tawny yellow and even the purple veinings of his cheeks fade to a wraith-like gray. "Simmons, you fool!
Seite 134 - way from you !" anxiously. The young man patted him gratefully. "Thanks !" — and he smiled at the old man's interest. "Don't you worry ! I'm not going to take any chances, Mr. Hassan !" His fine eyes twinkled. "But you are right; I guess I'd better go right after her and cinch her while I've got the chance !" Abou Hassan's slow blood quickened and his breath sounded through his nostrils with a sigh.
Seite 37 - Indeed, it did not seem that the man could have had time to move a foot ! And during all the throes of her coughing, she had never quite lost sight of the spot where lay the wondrous rug. Where could he have got to ? Again her eyes shifted upward and her puzzled frown concentrated absently upon a point immediately behind the small of Abou Hassan's back. "Is somet'ing lady see she...
Seite 304 - Bentley's marrying your heiress, that's all ! " He almost shouted it. " I — I don't understand," helplessly. "Why? " He glared at her recklessly. "Because I was afraid of you; because he knew all about my gambling and bought up my IOU's ; and he knew other things. He knew I wasn't studying to be a minister or missionary or any such rot, and he knew all about Tillie Tinkles — and oh, a lot of other things.

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