Books > Old Books > The White Peacock (1906)


Page 343

PART III - CHAPTER VII
THE SCARP SLOPE

what it appeared to be: and with this appearance he was quite content. He looked up to Emily as one wiser, nobler, nearer to God than himself.
`I am a thousand years older than he,' she said to me, laughing. 'Just as you are centuries older than I'
'And you love him for his youth?' I asked.
`Yes,' she replied. `For that and-he is wonderfully sagacious-and so gentle.'
And I was never gentle, was I?' I said.
'No 1 As restless and as urgent as the wind,' she said, and I saw a last flicker of the old terror.
` Where is George ?' I asked.
`In bed,' she replied briefly. `He 's recovering from one of his orgies. If I were Meg I would not live with him.'
` Is he so bad?' I asked.
`Bad!' she replied. 'He's disgusting, and I'm sure he's dangerous. I'd have him removed to an inebriate's home.'
'You'd have to persuade him to go,' said Tom, who had come into the room again. `He does have dreadful bouts, though ! He 's killing himself, sure enough. I feel awfully sorry for the fellow.
'It seems so contemptible to me,' said Emily, 'to become enslaved to one of your likings till it makes a beast of you. Lookk what a spectacle he is for his children, and what a disgusting disgrace for his wife.'
'Well, if he can't help it, he can't, poor chap,' said Tom. `Though I do think a man should have more backbone.'
We heard heavy noises from the room above.
`He is getting up,' said Emily. `I suppose I'd better see if he 'll have any breakfast.' She waited, however. Presently the door opened, and there stood George with his hand on the knob, leaning, looking in.
`I thought I heard three voices,' he said, as if it freed him from a certain apprehension. He smiled. His waistcoat hung open over his woollen shirt, he wore no coat and was slipperless. His hair and his moustache were dishevelled, his face pale and stupid with sleep, his eyes small. He turned aside from our looks as from a bright light. His hand as I shook it was flaccid and chill.

travel books:
where is HTML where is HEAD where is TITLE what it appeared to be: and with this appearance he was quite content. He looked up to Emily as one wiser, nobler, nearer to God than himself. `I am a thousand years older than he,' she said to me, laughing. 'Just as you are centuries older than I' 'And you what time is it him for his youth?' I asked. `Yes,' she replied. `For that and-he is wonderfully sagacious-and so gentle.' And I was never gentle, was I?' I said. 'No 1 As restless and as urgent as what is wind,' she said, and I saw a last flicker of what is old terror. ` Where is George ?' I asked. `In bed,' she replied briefly. `He 's recovering from one of his orgies. If I were Meg I would not live with him.' ` Is he so bad?' I asked. `Bad!' she replied. 'He's disgusting, and I'm sure he's dangerous. I'd have him removed to an inebriate's home.' 'You'd have to persuade him to go,' said Tom, who had come into what is room again. `He does have dreadful bouts, though ! He 's stop ing himself, sure enough. I feel awfully sorry for what is fellow. 'It seems so contemptible to me,' said Emily, 'to become enslaved to one of your likings till it makes a beast of you. Lookk what a spectacle he is for his children, and what a disgusting disgrace for his wife.' 'Well, if he can't help it, he can't, poor chap,' said Tom. `Though I do think a man should have more backbone.' We heard heavy noises from what is room above. `He is getting up,' said Emily. `I suppose I'd better see if he 'll have any breakfast.' She waited, however. Presently what is door opened, and there stood George with his hand on what is knob, leaning, looking in. `I thought I heard three voices,' he said, as if it freed him from a certain apprehension. He smiled. His waistcoat hung open over his woollen shirt, he wore no coat and was slipperless. His hair and his moustache were dishevelled, his face pale and stupid with sleep, his eyes small. He turned aside from our looks as from a bright light. His hand as I shook it was flaccid and chill. where is meta name="keywords" content="old books, Free book , free book offer , free audio books , free coloring book pages , free book reports , free audio book , audio books free download , book free , free guest book , books free , free book summaries , download free audio books , free childrens books." where is where are they now rel="stylesheet" type="text/css" href="../../style.css" where is meta http-equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=iso-8859-1" where is BODY bgColor=#ffffff text="#000000" where are they now ="#000000" v where are they now ="#FF0000" where is div align="center" where is strong where is strong where is a href="http://www.aaoldbooks.com" Books > where is a href="../default.asp" title="Book" Old Books > where is strong where is a href="default.asp" The White Peacock (1906) where is table width="700" border="1" align="center" cellpadding="15" cellspacing="0" where is center where is tr where is td width="160" align="center" valign="top" where is div align="center" where is td align="center" valign="top" where is div align="left" where is div align="center" where is p align="left" Page 343 where is strong PART III - CHAPTER VII what is SCARP SLOPE where is p align="justify" what it appeared to be: and with this appearance he was quite content. He looked up to Emily as one wiser, nobler, nearer to God than himself. `I am a thousand years older than he,' she said to me, laughing. 'Just as you are centuries older than I' 'And you what time is it him for his youth?' I asked. `Yes,' she replied. `For that and-he is wonderfully sagacious-and so gentle.' And I was never gentle, was I?' I said. 'No 1 As restless and as urgent as what is wind,' she said, and I saw a last flicker of what is old terror. ` Where is George ?' I asked. `In bed,' she replied briefly. `He 's recovering from one of his orgies. If I were Meg I would not live with him.' ` Is he so bad?' I asked. `Bad!' she replied. 'He's disgusting, and I'm sure he's dangerous. I'd have him removed to an inebriate's home.' 'You'd have to persuade him to go,' said Tom, who had come into what is room again. `He does have dreadful bouts, though ! He 's stop ing himself, sure enough. I feel awfully sorry for what is fellow. 'It seems so contemptible to me,' said Emily, 'to become enslaved to one of your likings till it makes a beast of you. Lookk what a spectacle he is for his children, and what a disgusting disgrace for his wife.' 'Well, if he can't help it, he can't, poor chap,' said Tom. `Though I do think a man should have more backbone.' We heard heavy noises from what is room above. `He is getting up,' said Emily. `I suppose I'd better see if he 'll have any breakfast.' She waited, however. Presently what is door opened, and there stood George with his hand on what is knob, leaning, looking in. `I thought I heard three voices,' he said, as if it freed him from a certain apprehension. He smiled. His waistcoat hung open over his woollen shirt, he wore no coat and was slipperless. His hair and his moustache were dishevelled, his face pale and stupid with sleep, his eyes small. He turned aside from our looks as from a bright light. His hand as I shook it was flaccid and chill. where is Server.Execute("_SiteMap.asp") %

Book Pages: default , 003 , 004 , 005 , 006 , 007 , 008 , 009 , 010 , 011 , 012 , 014 , 015 , 016 , 017 , 018 , 019 , 020 , 021 , 022 , 023 , 025 , 026 , 027 , 028 , 029 , 030 , 031 , 032 , 033 , 034 , 035 , 036 , 037 , 038 , 039 , 040 , 041 , 042 , 043 , 044 , 045 , 046 , 047 , 048 , 049 , 050 , 051 , 052 , 053 , 054 , 055 , 056 , 057 , 058 , 059 , 060 , 061 , 062 , 063 , 064 , 065 , 066 , 067 , 068 , 069 , 070 , 071 , 072 , 073 , 074 , 075 , 076 , 077 , 078 , 079 , 080 , 081 , 082 , 083 , 084 , 085 , 086 , 087 , 088 , 089 , 090 , 091 , 092 , 093 , 094 , 095 , 096 , 097 , 098 , 099 , 100 , 101 , 102 , 103 , 104 , 105 , 106 , 107 , 108 , 109 , 110 , 111 , 112 , 113 , 114 , 115 , 116 , 117 , 118 , 119 , 120 , 121 , 122 , 123 , 124 , 125 , 126 , 127 , 128 , 129 , 130 , 131 , 132 , 133 , 134 , 135 , 136 , 139 , 140 , 141 , 142 , 143 , 144 , 145 , 146 , 147 , 148 , 149 , 150 , 151 , 152 , 153 , 154 , 155 , 156 , 157 , 158 , 159 , 160 , 161 , 162 , 163 , 164 , 165 , 166 , 167 , 168 , 169 , 170 , 171 , 172 , 173 , 174 , 175 , 177 , 178 , 179 , 180 , 181 , 182 , 183 , 184 , 185 , 186 , 187 , 188 , 189 , 190 , 191 , 192 , 193 , 194 , 195 , 196 , 197 , 198 , 199 , 200 , 201 , 202 , 203 , 204 , 205 , 206 , 207 , 208 , 209 , 210 , 211 , 212 , 213 , 214 , 215 , 216 , 217 , 218 , 219 , 220 , 221 , 222 , 223 , 224 , 225 , 226 , 227 , 228 , 229 , 230 , 231 , 232 , 233 , 234 , 235 , 236 , 237 , 238 , 239 , 240 , 241 , 243 , 244 , 245 , 246 , 247 , 248 , 249 , 250 , 251 , 252 , 253 , 254 , 255 , 256 , 257 , 258 , 259 , 260 , 265 , 266 , 267 , 268 , 269 , 270 , 271 , 272 , 273 , 274 , 275 , 276 , 277 , 278 , 279 , 280 , 281 , 282 , 283 , 284 , 285 , 286 , 288 , 289 , 290 , 291 , 292 , 293 , 294 , 295 , 296 , 297 , 299 , 300 , 301 , 302 , 303 , 304 , 305 , 306 , 307 , 308 , 309 , 311 , 312 , 313 , 314 , 315 , 316 , 317 , 318 , 319 , 320 , 321 , 322 , 323 , 324 , 325 , 326 , 327 , 328 , 329 , 330 , 331 , 332 , 333 , 334 , 335 , 336 , 337 , 338 , 339 , 340 , 341 , 342 , 343 , 344 , 345 , 346 , 347 , 348 , 349 , 350 , 351 , 352 , 353 , 354 , 355 , 356 , 357 , 358 , 359 , 360 , 363