1 George drew himself up, and smiled disdainfully.
2 She turned, and a bright smile lighted up her fine eyes.
3 "I am pretty well disguised, I fancy," said the young man, with a smile.
4 "I can do it on my own responsibility," said George, with the same proud smile.
5 "Why, elevate your own servants, for a specimen," said Alfred, with a half-scornful smile.
6 Eva took it and smiled, though there was still a nervous twiching about the corners of her mouth.
7 And the senator smiled, as if he rather liked the idea of considering himself a sacrifice to his country.
8 She therefore graciously smiled, assented, chatted familiarly, and did all she could to make time pass imperceptibly.
9 George stood with his head drawn back, his arms folded tightly over his broad breast, and a bitter smile curling his lips.
10 Tom had a sober, benevolent smile, and seemed, in his quiet way, to be enjoying the fun quite as much as his little mistress.
11 "The Lord never visits these parts," said the woman, bitterly, as she went nimbly forward with her work; and again the scornful smile curled her lips.
12 Anon the steersman at the wheel paused and smiled, as the picture-like head gleamed through the window of the round house, and in a moment was gone again.
13 And the stranger, who was no other than the honest drover whom we introduced to our readers in the Kentucky tavern, sat down, and began smoking, with a curious smile on his long, dry face.
14 She was always in motion, always with a half smile on her rosy mouth, flying hither and thither, with an undulating and cloud-like tread, singing to herself as she moved as in a happy dream.
15 Every few moments, when the man spoke, or moved, or smiled, he would start and fix his eyes on him, and then suddenly withdraw them, as the bright, dark eyes met his with such unconcerned coolness.
16 But there, on the bed, lay her slumbering boy, his long curls falling negligently around his unconscious face, his rosy mouth half open, his little fat hands thrown out over the bedclothes, and a smile spread like a sunbeam over his whole face.
17 A thousand times a day rough voices blessed her, and smiles of unwonted softness stole over hard faces, as she passed; and when she tripped fearlessly over dangerous places, rough, sooty hands were stretched involuntarily out to save her, and smooth her path.
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