“He was standing back in the living room, and he just had this look. He had on a tan suit, with these hazel eyes, shaggy blond hair. Very good-looking. Very well dressed. He could do this thing with his eyes. All of a sudden they were like stars - this twinkle there, this spark. I still remember that look. 'What is this?' I said to myself. 'What is this?”

“What I liked most was that George had class, the way he walked and talked, reading Shakespeare and all those books. He knew about van Gogh and Picasso, he gave me a book about Dali. And just the way he conducted himself, you could see it. He was very elegant in his manners.”

“One," said the recording secretary."Jesus wept," answered Leon promptly.There was not a sound in the church. You could almost hear the butterflies pass. Father looked down and laid his lower lip in folds with his fingers, like he did sometimes when it wouldn't behave to suit him."Two," said the secretary after just a breath of pause.Leon looked over the congregation easily and then fastened his eyes on Abram Saunders, the father of Absalom, and said reprovingly: "Give not sleep to thine eyes nor slumber to thine eyelids."Abram straightened up suddenly and blinked in astonishment, while father held fast to his lip."Three," called the secretary hurriedly.Leon shifted his gaze to Betsy Alton, who hadn't spoken to her next door neighbour in five years."Hatred stirreth up strife," he told her softly, "but love covereth all sins."Things were so quiet it seemed as if the air would snap."Four."The mild blue eyes travelled back to the men's side and settled on Isaac Thomas, a man too lazy to plow and sow land his father had left him. They were not so mild, and the voice was touched with command: "Go to the ant, thou sluggard, consider her ways and be wise."Still that silence."Five," said the secretary hurriedly, as if he wished it were over. Back came the eyes to the women's side and past all question looked straight at Hannah Dover."As a jewel of gold in a swine's snout, so is a fair woman without discretion.""Six," said the secretary and looked appealingly at father, whose face was filled with dismay.Again Leon's eyes crossed the aisle and he looked directly at the man whom everybody in the community called "Stiff-necked Johnny."I think he was rather proud of it, he worked so hard to keep them doing it."Lift not up your horn on high: speak not with a stiff neck," Leon commanded him.Toward the door some one tittered."Seven," called the secretary hastily.Leon glanced around the room."But how good and how pleasant it is for brethren to dwell together in unity," he announced in delighted tones as if he had found it out by himself."Eight," called the secretary with something like a breath of relief.Our angel boy never had looked so angelic, and he was beaming on the Princess."Thou art all fair, my love; there is no spot in thee," he told her.Laddie would thrash him for that.Instantly after, "Nine," he recited straight at Laddie: "I made a covenant with mine eyes; why then should I think upon a maid?"More than one giggled that time."Ten!" came almost sharply.Leon looked scared for the first time. He actually seemed to shiver. Maybe he realized at last that it was a pretty serious thing he was doing. When he spoke he said these words in the most surprised voice you ever heard: "I was almost in all evil in the midst of the congregation and assembly.""Eleven."Perhaps these words are in the Bible. They are not there to read the way Leon repeated them, for he put a short pause after the first name, and he glanced toward our father: "Jesus Christ, the SAME, yesterday, and to-day, and forever!"Sure as you live my mother's shoulders shook."Twelve."Suddenly Leon seemed to be forsaken. He surely shrank in size and appeared abused."When my father and my mother forsake me, then the Lord will take me up," he announced, and looked as happy over the ending as he had seemed forlorn at the beginning."Thirteen.""The Lord is on my side; I will not fear; what can man do unto me?" inquired Leon of every one in the church. Then he soberly made a bow and walked to his seat.”

“...You should make someone a wonderful husband." Even the tips of Jamie's ears were crimson now. But instead of retreating, he clenched his jaw and looked directly into her eyes. "I suppose I would," he said. "Are you interested?”

“You look very handsome, Papa," I say.The twinkle is back in his eyes. "Smoke and mirrors," he says with a wink. "Smoke and mirrors.”

“He had dirty-blond good looks to match a dirty-good smile. Yes, dirty. There was just enough twinkle in his smiling brown eyes to suggest there might be all manner of naughty-guy impulses rattling around that cute body of his.”

“He felt like a man who, after straining his eyes to peer into the remote distance, finds what he was seeking at his very feet. All his life he had been looking over the heads of those around him, while he had only to look before him without straining his eyes. p 1320”