still, large excuse must be madefor aman who had passed several years at the Court ofFairyland, and had there acquired the almost impossible art ofpronouncing five syllables as one.
"She‘s with the Warden, I believe, y‘reince!" the Chancellor repliedwith a low bow. There was, no doubt, a certain amount ofabsurdity in applying this title
I reined my horse to the precipitousbrink of a black and lurid tarn that lay inunruffled lustre by the dwelling, and gazeddown-but with a shudder eventhrilling than before-upon the remodelledand inverted images of the gray sedge, andthe ghastly tree-stems, and the vacant andeye-like windows.
the details ofthe picture, would be sufficient to modify,or perhaps to annihilate its capacity forsorrowful impression; and, acting upon thisidea, I reined my horse to the precipitousbrink of a black and lurid tarn that lay inunruffled lustre by the dwelling.
She looked four orfive years older than Bruno, but she had the same rosy cheeksand sparkling eyes, and the same wealth of curly brown hair.
