the night watch by rembrandt

It was a peaceful February day, of wonderful softness for the time, and one would almost have thought that winter was over. She had hardly finished her dinner when d'Urberville's figure darkened the window of the cottage wherein she was a lodger, which she had all to herself to-day. ¡¡¡¡Tess jumped up, but her visitor had knocked at the door, and she could hardly in reason run away. D'Urberville's knock, his walk up to the door, had some indescribable quality of difference from his air when she last saw him. They seemed to be acts of which the doer was ashamed. She thought that she would not open the door; but, as there was no sense in that either, she arose, and having lifted the latch stepped back quickly. He came in, saw her, and flung himself down into a chair before speaking.

the night watch by rembrandt

There were sounds of moving about in the house.Perhaps they'd taken him to a nursing home. But no, he didn't think this was a nursing home. With the increased light it showed itself asa rather shabby and ill-furnished small bedroom. Sounds of movement went on. Fromdownstairs a voice called out, "Good-bye, ducks. Sausage andmash this evening."
　　Canon Pennyfather considered this. Sausage and mash.The words had a faintly agreeable quality.
　　"I believe," he saidto himself, "I'm hungry."
　　The door opened. A middle-aged woman came in, wentacross to the curtains, pulled them back a little and turned towards the bed.
　　"Ah, you're awake now,"she said. "And how are you feeling?"

the night watch by rembrandt

certainly disastrous marriage. Girls don't get looked after the way they used to be. Conditions are such that it's very difficult to look after them at all –”
　　"But I assure you Elvira has been most carefullylooked after."
　　"The ingenuity of the young female of the speciesis beyond anything you could conjecture! You keep an eye on her, Derek. Make a fewinquiries as to what she's been up to."
　　"Nonsense. She's justa sweet simple girl."
　　"What you don't knowabout sweet simple girls would fill an album! Her mother ran away and caused a scandal –remember? – When she was younger thanElvira is today. As for old Coniston, he was one of the worst rips in England."

the night watch by rembrandt

Han glanced over at Leia and flashed her a quick grin. "Getting kind ofromantic in here." Chewbacca growled. There was work to be done in here and the Wookieeneeded Han's undivided attention if they were going to repair the malfunctioninghyperdrive. Irritated, Han returned to his work. "What are you so grouchy about?" hesnapped.Before the Wookiee could respond, the protocol droid timidly approached Han andposed a question of burning importance. "Sir, I'm afraid to ask, but does shuttingdown all except emergency power systems include me?" Chewbacca expressed his opinion with a resounding bark of affirmation, but Handisagreed. "No," he said, "we're going to need you to talk to the old Falcon hereand find out what happened to our hyperdrive." He looked over at the princess andadded, "How are you with a macrofuser, Your Holiness?"

the night watch by rembrandt

The princess and See-Threepio followed as Han dashed toward another chamber,hoping that the Millennium Falcon and his Wookiee copilot had not already beenburied under an avalanche of ice. Looking out across the white battlefield, the Rebel officer watched the remainingsnowspeeders whisking through the air and the last of the Imperial vehicles as theypassed the wreckage of the exploded walker. He flipped on his comlink and heardthe order to retreat: "Disengage, disengage. Begin retreat action." As he signaledhis men to move back inside the ice cavern, he noticed that the lead walker was stilltreading heavily in the direction of the power generators. In the cockpit of that assault machine, General Veers stepped close to the port.From this position he could clearly see the target below. He studied the cracklingpower generators and observed the Rebel troops defending them. "Point-three-point-three-point-five…coming within range, sir," reported hispilot.

the night watch by rembrandt

"Listen," his uncle told him, "for the first time we've got a chance for a realfortune. We'll make enough to hire some extra hands for next time. Not 'droids—people. Then you can go to the Academy." He fumbled over words, unaccustomedto pleading. "I need you here, Luke. You understand that, don't you?" "It's another year," his nephew objected sullenly. "Another year." "How many times had he heard that before? How many times had theyrepeated this identical charade with the same result? Convinced once more that Luke had come round to his way of thinking. Owenshrugged the objection off. "Time will pass before you know it" Abruptly Luke rose, shoving his barely touched plate of food aside. "That'swhat you said last year when Biggs left." He spun and half ran from the room. "Where are you going, Luke?" his aunt yelled worriedly after him. Luke's reply was bleak, bitter. "Looks like I'm going nowhere." Then headded, out of consideration for his aunt's sensibilities, "I have to finish cleaningthose 'droids if they're going to be ready to work tomorrow." Silence hung in the air of the dining room after Luke departed. Husband andwife ate mechanically. Eventually Aunt Beru stopped shoving her food around herplate, looked up, and pointed out earnestly, "Owen, you can't keep him here forever.Most of his friends are gone, the people he grew up with. The Academy means somuch to him."