I have ever sung, and will for ever sing, the most glorious of His works: and yet, O Bice!
The others would all be collected about the fire, but Bice never approached the fire.
The Contessa did not turn her head or change her position when Bice entered.
I was aware that settlements were very troublesome, but I had not thought it possible—Bice!
Bice turned one ear to her patroness with a startled look of interrogation.
Bice turned from the glass to address a look of surprise to her patroness.
They will not be sorry afterwards to have made the fortune of Bice.
It was not upon such men that Bice's appearance was to tell.
But Bice burst forth into a peal of laughter, clapping her hands.
Bice sprang up from a sofa on which she was lying on their entrance.
