The contrast between the shining eyes and the impassive face beneath them struck him as so extraordinary as to be almost uncanny.

As a matter of fact, it was doubtless both unusual and remarkable.
"You have had a wonderful escape, but I am sorry for the bird," she said at last.
"Why ?" asked John.
"Because we were great friends.

I was the only person who could manage him." "Yes," put in Bessie, "the savage brute would follow her about like a dog.

It was just the oddest thing I ever saw.

But come on; we must be getting home, it's growing dark.