turbid
Perhaps she wouldn’t have inspired such panicked horror if she had been a bit uglier. But there was nothing dim, turbid, or dead in her features.
Perhaps she wouldn’t have inspired such panicked horror if she had been a bit uglier. But there was nothing dim, turbid, or dead in her features.
The leading article was entitled “Modern Painting”: a dithyrambic panegyric of four or five young painters
To feel out of his sphere, retired from life, like a super-annuated functionary whose career is finished: What intolerable torture.
He would arrive spreading around him the exhilaration of his ride, a sort of matutinal breath of air
smiles that were almost tender and satisfied, a familiar and officious gallantry