... to the sky. The night was about them like a perfume of flowers. A stream bubbled and sang over stones behind the inn. The court yard below was very silent. She laid a hand upon his sleeve and said again in a pleading voice, Let me watch to-night. There ...

... a clever head, The Grey eil and Mr. Hugh Carter, an elaborate Coronation Pro cession at Southwold, with its dark-blue sky of night rendered deeper by the Japanese lanterns and torches. These pictures are, perhaps, the most attractive; yet the visitor ...

... ravages of the storm vexed them but little. A report came from somewhere about Tory Island of a strange apparition in the sky the night of the storm, like a queer, unchancy sort of boat sailing and a bare mast stuck up out of it. That was the last was ever ...

... townsman loves the country best, he said. Your countryman only knows that the mire is on his boots, however fine the sky. That night he walked into the inn-kitchen and sat down on the settle by the fire, within the shelter of the great screen of oak ...