The kailyard is not big, but seems to be more charming and verdant with tender leaves of a variety of vegetables after been gave elaborate care by its master and abundant rainwater this year.
I looked at Rosie now, with angry, hurt, resentful eyes; she smiled at me, and I wish I knew how to describe the sweet kindliness of her beautiful smile; her voice was exquisitely gentle.
The power of her face all lost, the charm of her emotions all disguised, the fascinations of her coquetry denied existence, nothing but a voice left to her; she had a sense of the doom of Echo.
She was a trifle smaller than the others, and she seemed to have a more graceful neck and more attractive ways than any of his other friends on the lake.
She flushed quickly and prettily. " I'll admit I don't like defeat any more than you do, or any more than I like the idea of killing such pretty, inoffensive creatures" .
The two younger ones were embroidering: both were rosy and pretty and they differed only in that one had a little mole on her lip which made her much prettier.
She did not care for the eager competition furnished by the sixteen-year-olds whose fresh cheeks and bright smiles made one forget their twice-turned frocks and patched shoes.
There was an air of dignity and pride about her now that, oddly enough, became her better than the determined girlish sweetness of her days at Twelve Oaks.
" There is nothing to atone for; what's gone is gone, " she said, and, all unexpected to him, she suddenly looked at him and smiled in an alluring and piteous manner.