0 оценок0% нашли этот документ полезным (0 голосов)
116 просмотров8 страниц
The document discusses Daisy's voice and appearance as described in passages from a book. It summarizes how her voice was thrilling and compelling to listen to, with an excitement that men found difficult to forget. As the last sunshine fell on her face her glowing features faded, like children leaving at dusk. Her voice was described as a wild tonic in the rain. The document asks questions about Daisy and references chapters in a book to find more details about her voice and appearance.
The document discusses Daisy's voice and appearance as described in passages from a book. It summarizes how her voice was thrilling and compelling to listen to, with an excitement that men found difficult to forget. As the last sunshine fell on her face her glowing features faded, like children leaving at dusk. Her voice was described as a wild tonic in the rain. The document asks questions about Daisy and references chapters in a book to find more details about her voice and appearance.
The document discusses Daisy's voice and appearance as described in passages from a book. It summarizes how her voice was thrilling and compelling to listen to, with an excitement that men found difficult to forget. As the last sunshine fell on her face her glowing features faded, like children leaving at dusk. Her voice was described as a wild tonic in the rain. The document asks questions about Daisy and references chapters in a book to find more details about her voice and appearance.
questions in her low, thrilling voice. It was the kind of voice that the ear follows up and down, as if each speech is an arrangement of notes that will never be played again. Her face was sad and lovely with bright things in it, bright eyes and a bright passionate mouth, but there was an excitement in her voice that men who had cared for her found difficult to forget: a singing compulsion, a whispered Listen, a promise that she had done gay, exciting things just a while since and that there were gay, exciting things hovering in the next hour.
For a moment the last sunshine fell with romantic
affection upon her glowing face; her voice compelled me forward breathlessly as I listened then the glow faded, each light deserting her with lingering regret, like children leaving a pleasant street at dusk. The butler came back and murmured something close to Toms ear, whereupon Tom frowned, pushed back his chair, and without a word went inside. As if his absence quickened something within her, Daisy leaned forward again, her voice glowing and singing.
The exhilarating ripple of her voice was a wild tonic in the
rain. Perhaps Daisy never went in for amour at all and yet theres something in that voice of hers. . . .
One October Day
In my book its on page 79. Chapter IV
Im glad, Jay. Her throat, full of aching, grieving beauty,
told only of her unexpected joy.
And what about those
colorful shirts? In my book its on pages 97-98. Chapter V.
Now...what else have you
noticed about Daisy? Im asking about details, not about your feelings. Focus on the details, please. Oh, and I promise...there are more details to come. Just wait until chapters 7 & 8!