wind beating in my face made me think--without any connection that I can trace of a summer day in Kentucky, of a meadow that seemed as big as the ocean to the very little girl walking through the grass, which was higher than her waist.
He rubbed my legs and my chest, but he did not put my warm cloth on me; he thought I was so hot
I should not like it.
And when it had got to the worst, and it seemed to me that I could not stand anything more, a fly got in through the bars and settled on my nose, and the bars were stuck and wouldn't work, and I couldn't get the visor up; and I could only shake my head, which was baking hot
by this time, and the fly -- well, you know how a fly acts when he has got a certainty -- he only minded the shaking enough to change from nose to lip, and lip to ear, and buzz and buzz all around in there, and keep on lighting and biting, in a way that a person, already so distressed as I was, simply could not stand.
They don't SELL this hot
water; no, you go into the great Trinkhalle, and stand around, first on one foot and then on the other, while two or three young girls sit pottering at some sort of ladylike sewing-work in your neighborhood and can't seem to see you --polite as three-dollar clerks in government offices.
Why, I once followed a man for ten miles on a dark night by the smell of the hot
water he had used to shave with--for the poor fellow had no soap.
TIGGY-WINKLE'S nose went sniffle, sniffle, snuffle, and her eyes went twinkle, twinkle; and she fetched another hot
iron from the fire.
It was a day of lassitude too, hot
and close, with, I am told, a rapidly fluctuating barometer.
The flames bit him, and the hot
smoke broiled his skin.
But there is another way to make it float, which is to fill it with hot
The feast consisted of a pot-au-feu, which Miss Chalice had made, of a leg of mutton roasted round the corner and brought round hot
and savoury (Miss Chalice had cooked the potatoes, and the studio was redolent of the carrots she had fried; fried carrots were her specialty); and this was to be followed by poires flambees, pears with burning brandy, which Cronshaw had volunteered to make.
It was hot
in the room, the inside shutters of which were closed.
The day had been long and hot
, but she had enjoyed the speed and the open air; she had left the hotel which she hated, and she found the company to her liking.