 |
|
 |
 |
| ÀÛ¼ºÀÚ |
«¨«ë«á«¹ «Ð«Ã«° |
À̸ÞÀÏ
|
| Á¦ ¸ñ |
«¨«ë«á«¹ «Ð«Ã«° |
ÇÁ¸°Æ® |
They wandered a little on the rocks; they stopped to look into a narrow chasm where the rising tide made a curious bellowing sound. It was loud enough to prevent their hearing each other, and they stood for some moments in silence. The girl¡¯s eyes took in her companion, observing him attentively but covertly, as those of women even in blinking youth know how to do. Lord Lambeth repaid contemplation; tall straight and strong, he was handsome as certain young Englishmen, and certain young Englishmen almost alone, are handsome; with a perfect finish of feature and a visible repose of mind, an inaccessibility to questions, somehow stamped in by the same strong die and pressure that nature, designing a precious medal, had selected and applied. It was not that he looked stupid; it was only, we assume, that his perceptions didn¡¯t show in his face for restless or his imagination for irritable. He was not, as he would himself have said, tremendously clever; but, though there was rather a constant appeal for delay in his waiting, his perfectly patient eye, this registered simplicity had its beauty as well and, whatever it might have appeared to plead for, didn¡¯t plead in the name of indifference or inaction. This most searching of his new friends thought him the handsomest young man she had ever seen; and Bessie Alden¡¯s imagination, unlike that of her companion, was irritable. He, however, had already made up his mind, quite originally and without aid, that she had a grace exceedingly her own.
«¨«ë«á«¹ «Ð«Ã«°
[url=http://tia-net.com/shop/hermes3.php]«¨«ë«á«¹ «Ð«Ã«°[/url] | | from : 182.91.31.133 | | | |
|
|
 |
|
 |
 |