You've none of you seen a man overboard before in a big sea?" Several of the mute, anxious midshipmen shook their heads.

Nay, heed notold Benedict, I did my best and'tis a fitting couch, thisfarewell to thee, my Beltane" So saying, Sir Benedict sank weakly to an elbow and from elbow upon his face, and lay there, very still and mute.

" Upon the tower there met them the Reeve, anxious of brow, who pointed where the townsfolk talked together in fearful undertones or clustered, mute and trembling, while every eye was turned where, in the open, 'twixt town and camp, a procession of black-robed priests advanced, chanting very solemn and sweet.

Whereat Beltane, forgetful of all but her loveliness, heedful of nought in the world but her warm young beauty, rose up from his knees and, trembling-mute with love, would have caught her to his eager arms; but of a sudden cometh Giles, breathlesshasting up the narrow stair and, all heedless of his lord, runneth to fling himself upon his knees before the Duchess, to catch her robe and kiss it oft.

Gee, when she stood there in front of me with those mute, ineffable, sympathetic eyes of hers, I was ready to throw a duck-fit.

Always be kind to mute animals.

In Geanies wood Another deer they slew ... Caoilte, who stood On a high ridge alone ... with eager eyes Scanning the prospect wide ... in mute surprise Saw rising o'er Knockfarrel, a dark cloud Of thick and writhing smoke ...

Weary of strife The surge and clash of city life I sought for peace in solitude, Within the hushed and darkened wood And on the lonesome moor But found contending leaf and root Engaged in conflict fierce though mute, While what was frail was slain By what was strong in dire dispute I sought for peace in vain!

Man nor brute, Nor dint of hoof, nor print of foot, Lay in the wild luxuriant soil; No sign of travel, none of toil; The very air was mute; And not an insect's shrill small horn.

When they returned after a mute hour, Schumann pressed her hand and exclaimed, "Today we have understood each other perfectly.

The warrior never expected quarter nor gave it, and usually men fought to the death, and died mute, defending themselves to the lastto the last, striving to inflict some injury on the enemy.

Then her | cheek was | pale, and | thinner | than should | be for | one so | young; And her | eyes on | all my | motions, | with a | mute ob | -servance, | hung.

Oh, virgin, if the lute Invokes thy name in song, Be thine the only voice that's mute, Amid the tuneful throng.

The mind shall long to prompt the achieving hand, The eager thought behind closed portals stand, And the last wishes to the mute lips press Buried ere death in silent helplessness.

He merely looked at her, wonderingly, worshipfully, with the mute devotion of a dog for its master, as a devout Catholic gazes upon the image of the Virgin Mother.

Never before until these mute things he had fashioned with his own hands stood before her eyes did she realise fully his love.

"Happiness?" repeated; but there was no irony in the voice, only, had the girl noticed, a terrible mute pain.

" Again, as beside the girl, there was a mute, throbbing lapse; then, similarly before there could be an answer, upon the tense silence there broke the swift pat of moccasined feet, and he was gone.

A long dark statue, he peered through the woven grasses steadily, admiringly; with an instinctive companionship, a mute forbearance, that was haunting in its revelation.

Voltaire wrote: "You reproach us with our E mute, as a sad, dull sound that dies on our lips, but in this very E mute lies the great harmony of our prose and verse."

Littré recognizes two forms of the E mute: the E mute, faintly articulated as in "àme;" and the E mute sounded as in me, ce, le; but he does not allude to an E which is entirely null.

Would any one like to know how the heresiarchs of the E mute would manage?

Delsarte's process was as follows: When a silent syllable is immediately followed by a word beginning with another vowel, the E mute (by a prolongation of the sound of the penultimate) is suppressed with the next letter.

According to Delsarte again, according to Voltaire, according to Littré, the E mute is weakened, more or less, but never completely suppressed, before a consonant.

After snatching up his rug and throwing it away again and again, he would suddenly resume his prayers and erect posture, and stand mute, gazing through the aperture that admitted the light of day for upwards of a minute.