...lights and the glow and colour and stir of feasting. Might his gift to mankind mean simply more of that? . . . He got up and walked out of the garden, surveyed a passing tram-car, laden with warm light, against the deep blues of evening, dripping ...
| got away|
...play?" "No!" returned the spy. "I throw up. I confess that we were so unpopular with the outrageous mob, that I only got away from England at the risk of being ducked to death, and that Cly was so ferreted up and down, that he never would have got ...
| got back|
...opinion of her. "As we happen to be alone for the moment, and are both people of business," he said, when they had got back to the drawing-room and had sat down there in friendly relations, "let me ask you—does the Doctor, in talking with Lucie, ...