Pal"lor (?), n. [L., fr. pallere to be or look pale. See Pale, a.]
Paleness; want of color; pallidity; as, pallor of the complexion. Jer.
Taylor.
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 irreproachable in every detail, whose head was instantly bent upon
his catalogue. But before his eyes fell I knew that their long
almond shape, as well as the peculiar burnt pallor of his
countenance, were undoubtedly those of an Oriental.
" There have been mysterious outrages committed, I believe, upon
many of those who have come in contact with the slipper?" asked one
of the savants.
the drooping mouth with the bloodless lips.
Her pallor became more strange and interesting the longer he
studied it; for, underlying the skin was a yellow tinge which he
found inexplicable, but which he linked in his mind with the
contracted pupils of her eyes, seeking vainly for a common cause.
He had a hazy impression that his visitor, beneath her furs, was
heads. Farthest advanced of all was Charles Davis, the man who by
all rights should long since be dead, his face with its wax- like
pallor startlingly in contrast to the weathered faces of the rest.
I glanced back at Margaret, who was coolly steering, and she smiled
to me, and love was in her eyes-- she, too, of the perishing and
lordly race of blonds, her place the high place, her heritage
government and command and mastery over the stupid lowly of her kind
watchers from Mount Ida were said to discern moving hither and thither
in the darkness, and at last slowly gathering and kindling into the
clear pallor of dawn.[56] So it is that those half- formed beliefs,
those hints and longings, still touch us with the freshness of our own
experience. For the ages of faith, if such there be, have not yet
come; still in the mysterious glimmer of a doubtful light men wait for
the coming of the unrisen sun. During a brief and brilliant period the
splendour of corporate life had absorbed the life of the citizen; an
the swift motion, the sting of the wind in her face. There had been a
sparkle in her eye and a ring of gaiety in her laugh. Into her cheeks a
faint color had glowed, so that the contrast of their clear pallor with the
vivid scarlet of the little lips had been less pronounced than usual. But
now she was listless and distraite, the girlish abandon all stricken out
of her. It needed no clairvoyant to see that her heart was heavy and that
she was longing for the moment when she could be alone with her pain.
upstairs into the drawing- room, where he was being entertained by
Miss Monro with warm demonstrations of welcome. A little contraction
of the brow, a little compression of the lips, an increased pallor on
Ellinor' s part, was all that Miss Monro could see in her, though she
had put on her glasses with foresight and intention to observe. She
turned to the canon; his colour had certainly deepened as he went
forwards with out-stretched hand to meet Ellinor. That was all that
was to be seen; but on the slight foundation of that blush, Miss
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