Selden

Examples

• Selden, catching the glance, wondered what part Miss Bart had played in organizing the entertainment. Edith Wharton. The House of Mirth.
• Selden, with a slight laugh, sat down beside her on the little sofa which projected from the hearth. Edith Wharton. The House of Mirth.
• Selden followed her, and still without speaking they seated themselves on a bench beside the fountain. Edith Wharton. The House of Mirth.
• Selden was rummaging in a cupboard for the cake. Edith Wharton. The House of Mirth.
• The performance over, Selden's first impulse was to seek Miss Bart. Edith Wharton. The House of Mirth.
• Yet Selden's manner at the Brys' had brought the flutter of wings so close that they seemed to be beating in her own heart. Edith Wharton. The House of Mirth.
• By Jove, Selden's at Nice--I'll send for Selden! Edith Wharton. The House of Mirth.
• Selden had risen, and was standing before her in an attitude of uncontrollable expectancy. Edith Wharton. The House of Mirth.
• Selden returned her look with a smile. Edith Wharton. The House of Mirth.
• But the hour sped on and Selden did not come. Edith Wharton. The House of Mirth.
• Selden continued with a smile: You see no such scruples restrained me; but then I haven't as much to risk if I incur your displeasure. Edith Wharton. The House of Mirth.
• He had halted opposite the Trenors' corner, and Selden perforce stayed his steps also. Edith Wharton. The House of Mirth.
• A change had come over Selden's face as she spoke. Edith Wharton. The House of Mirth.
• Selden had given her of his best; but he was as incapable as herself of an uncritical return to former states of feeling. Edith Wharton. The House of Mirth.
• For she could not go to Gerty's without risk of meeting Selden; and to meet him now would be pure pain. Edith Wharton. The House of Mirth.
• But the sense of loneliness returned with redoubled force as she saw herself forever shut out from Selden's inmost self. Edith Wharton. The House of Mirth.
• There had been a new look in her face--something different; yes, Selden agreed there had been something different. Edith Wharton. The House of Mirth.
• To Selden's exasperated observation she was only too completely alive to them. Edith Wharton. The House of Mirth.
• Selden broke into a laugh. Edith Wharton. The House of Mirth.
• Selden continued to stand near her, leaning against the mantelpiece. Edith Wharton. The House of Mirth.
• It was in Bertha's interest, certainly, that she had despatched Dorset to consult with Lawrence Selden. Edith Wharton. The House of Mirth.
• Selden received this thrust without discomposure. Edith Wharton. The House of Mirth.
• Well--Selden had twice been ready to stake his faith on Lily Bart; but the third trial had been too severe for his endurance. Edith Wharton. The House of Mirth.
• However doubtful she might feel her situation to be, she would rather persist in darkness than owe her enlightenment to Selden. Edith Wharton. The House of Mirth.
• But WERE such apparitions unwonted on Selden's stairs? Edith Wharton. The House of Mirth.
• Selden was hardly conscious of what she said. Edith Wharton. The House of Mirth.
• The mention of Selden's name had started a new train of thought. Edith Wharton. The House of Mirth.
• Such a situation can be saved only by an immediate outrush of feeling; and on Selden's side the determining impulse was still lacking. Edith Wharton. The House of Mirth.
• The former, at Selden's approach, paused in the careful selection of a cigar from one of the silver boxes invitingly set out near the door. Edith Wharton. The House of Mirth.
• Dear Mr. Selden, that wasn't worthy of you. Edith Wharton. The House of Mirth.

Checker: Micawber