iiihiii Detmy. Ills feelings got the belter nl lilm (A J. Cronin. 'The Cita-
tit>i iff ivy’s face was not designed to *1m>w exasperation or any other of ihe МИ И e I II- I ]i loss emotions. His eyes were fluid as he watched her (M. Altinghain, 'Thr Tigt'r in the Smoke'). It gave him an mill [idling in his heart, and he did not liiiuw if it was pain or pleasure, ft was llie first dawn of the aesthetic emotion Ml". .S', Maugham, 'Of Human Bondage ). \ -limitless iaee gazed up at them, and on either side o! lhat sightless defiant fate III'1 thriie Forsytes gazed down; in each
...... n[ them the secret emotions, fears,
iniii pity of liis own nature rose and fed 1111i■ llie rising, falling waves of life... (J. (icilsoorlhy, ‘ The Man of Property'). Al llie sight of these tears, at the sound nf iltat tremulous and reproachful voice, Walter was filled wilh an emotion that «us al once remorse and resentment; tinner, pity, and shame (A Huxley. 'Point Counter Point'). Kit felt an over whelming emotion of gralitude and ease f J. Lindsay. ‘Betrayed Spring'). It’s a case nl vi'ouiuled pride, and when you’ve gat lli.il, llie otlier emotions don’t run straight f.1. Galsworthy, 'End of the Chapter'). ih- was shaken with n storm of emotion Ilia! he never remembered experienc- nii: before (D. Cusack, ‘Say ftо to IWnth'). _
.Slit* waited a few minutes observing Пичи, and then proceeded to join her spouse with no very amiable sentiments (Th. Hardy, ‘Jude the Obscure'). June disliked him. lie returned the sentiment.
11 ley were of the same blood (J. Galswor thy. 'The Man of Property’). Above all, Air. Dove delighted in expounding those ••ni I intents of lofty principle iuid honor llial lie truly worshipped .. and that his InM-born child understood so well (F. G. I’liitan, 1Good Morning, Miss Dove'). Tess’s eyes were loo full and her voice too
i linked to utter the sentiments that were HI her (Th. Hardy, ‘Tess of the d'Urber- i'i/A’s’J. But he had no words to express Ins feelings and to relieve them would idler an obscene jest; it was as though hi1-. emotion was so violent that he needed wilj4<irily to break the tension. Mackin- hdi observed this sentiment with an icy ili‘>dain (W. S. Maugham, ' Matkin- hiah’).
Baldly as he had stated it, in his eyes whs a rich vision of that hot, starry night at Satina Cruz, the white strap of beach, the lighls o£ the sugar steamers in the harbor, the voices oi the drunken sailors in the distance, the jostling stevedores, the flaming passion in lhe Mexican's face,, (J. London, 'Martin Eden’). The girl stamped her foot violently on the floor as she vented this threat; and with her lips compressed, and her hands clenched looked alternately at the Jew and the other robber: her face quite colourless from Lhe passion of rage into which she had gradually worked herseli (Ch. Dickens. 'Oliver Twist'). And llien, when lhe voice spoke, unstrained, but vibrant and pene trating, when the speech began to unroll itself in words that were passionate and stirring, but never theatrical, in phrases rich, hut brief and incisive—then what an exultation, what pride! But when that man made his interruption, she had felt, together W'ith a passion of indignation against the interrupter, a renewal of tier anxiety, her terror lesl he might fail, might be publicly humiliated and put to shame (A. Huxley, ‘Point Counter Point'). Michael had recoiled before the passion in this outburst, and was standing miserable and glum (J. Galsworthy, ‘End of the Chapter'). He (Charles) was resent fill because he had provoked a response like, this—a response deepe