This action may take several minutes for large corpora, please wait.
doc#148 | eye, the clothes drop away and he sees her | as | she really is. And that is the way I first |
doc#148 | artist or anyone else would have admired. | As | it is in so many affairs of the heart, |
doc#148 | I felt that her eyes were undressing me | as | if she were a painter and I a nude model |
doc#148 | a nude model. I dismissed these feelings | as | wishful thinking but I could not get it |
doc#148 | told me of my Uncle's indisposition. Even | as | she was telling me about it I became aware |
doc#148 | with antiques, echoed to her hard heels | as | she walked directly to the office in the |
doc#148 | outspread, on the desk in an odd gesture | as | if to say, "Now, what next"? </p><p> I was |
doc#148 | she said. </p><p> "But now what"? </p><p> Even | as | I said it I realized that an education |
doc#148 | dividends on my investment in education". </p><p> | As | we expected, on the following day my Uncle |
doc#148 | completely recovered and opened the store | as | usual at 10 in the morning. I felt that |
doc#148 | wife. </p><p> I quit work at my usual hour | as | if this day was no different from other |