Colour
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They will be struck by the wonderful depth of the
colour
on the nose, and speculate as to how beautiful the bit of the tail that is lost no doubt was.
We asked him what
colour
he called it, and he said he didn't know.
He didn't think there was a name for the
colour.
Have you tried that?"Harris replied that we did not want to go there - didn't like the looks of a man who was stopping there - Harris did not like the
colour
of his hair, didn't like his boots, either.
She was dark, much darker than is common among our border lasses, and yet with such a faint blush of pink breaking through her dainty colour, like the deeper flush at the heart of a sulphur rose.
One fresh morning Edie had been out early, and she came back to breakfast with a fleck of
colour
on her cheeks.
His eyes brightened, and a little fleck of
colour
came back in each of his haggard cheeks.
'And I'll give you such another,' says he, 'every year till I marry you.'My
colour
came and went, at the sight of the purse and with the fire of his proposal together, so that I could not say a word, and he easily perceived it; so putting the purse into my bosom, I made no more resistance to him, but let him do just what he pleased, and as often as he pleased; and thus I finished my own destruction at once, for from this day, being forsaken of my virtue and my modesty, I had nothing of value left to recommend me, either to God's blessing or man's assistance.
Objects without a name, goods forgotten for twenty years, are spread out there on thin shelves painted a horrible brown
colour.
The shop looked bare and frigid; the goods were done up in parcels and put away in corners instead of lying hither and thither in a joyous display of
colour.
On the fourth day, he placed tiny little dabs of
colour
on his palette, and commenced painting with the point of the brush; he then dotted the canvas with small dirty spots, and made short strokes altogether as if he had been using a pencil.
The portrait was vile, a dirty grey
colour
with large violescent patches.
The bite looked a deep, dull brown
colour
against the white skin, and was situated under the right ear.
The silly chuckling of the guests beside them, who wished to hear them talk familiarly, so as to dispel all restraint, made them stammer and
colour.
They looked thick and substantial, each part being dashed off with magnificent dabs of
colour
on a clear grey background.
Clearly this sinner is mortally wounded, as he vomits blood from the mouth;" but considering the matter a little more closely he perceived by the colour, taste, and smell, that it was not blood but the balsam from the flask which he had seen him drink; and he was taken with such a loathing that his stomach turned, and he vomited up his inside over his very master, and both were left in a precious state.
The moment the speaker mentioned the name of Don Fernando, Cardenio changed
colour
and broke into a sweat, with such signs of emotion that the curate and the barber, who observed it, feared that one of the mad fits which they heard attacked him sometimes was coming upon him; but Cardenio showed no further agitation and remained quiet, regarding the peasant girl with fixed attention, for he began to suspect who she was.
With these words she became silent, and the
colour
that overspread her face showed plainly the pain and shame she was suffering at heart.
Sancho had told the curate and the barber of the adventure of the galley slaves, which, so much to his glory, his master had achieved, and hence the curate in alluding to it made the most of it to see what would be said or done by Don Quixote; who changed
colour
at every word, not daring to say that it was he who had been the liberator of those worthy people.
As she uttered these words, with incredible energy and swiftness she flew upon Lothario with the naked dagger, so manifestly bent on burying it in his breast that he was almost uncertain whether these demonstrations were real or feigned, for he was obliged to have recourse to all his skill and strength to prevent her from striking him; and with such reality did she act this strange farce and mystification that, to give it a
colour
of truth, she determined to stain it with her own blood; for perceiving, or pretending, that she could not wound Lothario, she said, "Fate, it seems, will not grant my just desire complete satisfaction, but it will not be able to keep me from satisfying it partially at least;" and making an effort to free the hand with the dagger which Lothario held in his grasp, she released it, and directing the point to a place where it could not inflict a deep wound, she plunged it into her left side high up close to the shoulder, and then allowed herself to fall to the ground as if in a faint.
Dorothea fancied that Don Fernando changed
colour
and looked as though he meant to take vengeance on Cardenio, for she observed him put his hand to his sword; and the instant the idea struck her, with wonderful quickness she clasped him round the knees, and kissing them and holding him so as to prevent his moving, she said, while her tears continued to flow:"What is it thou wouldst do, my only refuge, in this unforeseen event?
Many were the compliments and expressions of politeness that passed between Don Quixote and Don Fernando; but they were brought to an end by a traveller who at this moment entered the inn, and who seemed from his attire to be a Christian lately come from the country of the Moors, for he was dressed in a short-skirted coat of blue cloth with half-sleeves and without a collar; his breeches were also of blue cloth, and his cap of the same colour, and he wore yellow buskins and had a Moorish cutlass slung from a baldric across his breast.
CHAPTER XLIIN WHICH THE CAPTIVE STILL CONTINUES HIS ADVENTURESBefore fifteen days were over our renegade had already purchased an excellent vessel with room for more than thirty persons; and to make the transaction safe and lend a
colour
to it, he thought it well to make, as he did, a voyage to a place called Shershel, twenty leagues from Algiers on the Oran side, where there is an extensive trade in dried figs.
To this Don Quixote replied, "Seeing that this affair has a certain
colour
of chivalry about it, I for my part, brother, will hear you most gladly, and so will all these gentlemen, from the high intelligence they possess and their love of curious novelties that interest, charm, and entertain the mind, as I feel quite sure your story will do.
Bear in mind, and let it not escape thy memory, how she receives thee; if she changes
colour
while thou art giving her my message; if she is agitated and disturbed at hearing my name; if she cannot rest upon her cushion, shouldst thou haply find her seated in the sumptuous state chamber proper to her rank; and should she be standing, observe if she poises herself now on one foot, now on the other; if she repeats two or three times the reply she gives thee; if she passes from gentleness to austerity, from asperity to tenderness; if she raises her hand to smooth her hair though it be not disarranged.
You will laugh at the value I put on my Dapple—for dapple is the
colour
of my beast.
It is, in fact, stated, that it was of enormous size, hooked in the middle, covered with warts, and of a mulberry
colour
like an egg-plant; it hung down two fingers' length below his mouth, and the size, the colour, the warts, and the bend of it, made his face so hideous, that Sancho, as he looked at him, began to tremble hand and foot like a child in convulsions, and he vowed in his heart to let himself be given two hundred buffets, sooner than be provoked to fight that monster.
The trappings of the mare were of the field and jineta fashion, and of mulberry
colour
and green.
I know of a lady who asked one of these figure schemers whether her little lap-dog would be in pup and would breed, and how many and of what
colour
the little pups would be.
The duke, duchess, and Don Quixote had reached this point in their conversation, when they heard voices and a great hubbub in the palace, and Sancho burst abruptly into the room all glowing with anger, with a straining-cloth by way of a bib, and followed by several servants, or, more properly speaking, kitchen-boys and other underlings, one of whom carried a small trough full of water, that from its
colour
and impurity was plainly dishwater.
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