Larry, "the discreet and circumspect liar," thought of the emerald brooch she had brought him to sell for her, and knowing how it would glow and blend among the changing tints of the silk, he fetched it to her, explaining that he could not sell it, and that the bracelet had covered all she had asked him to purchase for her, and some to spare.
"The Eye of Dread"
Payne Erskine
At such moments external objects mingle their influences with our thoughts, and the sound of voices, the tread of footsteps, the mere shutting of a door, seem to blend themselves with our reveries, and give somewhat of reality to our dreamy fancies.
"The Martins Of Cro' Martin, Vol. II (of II)"
Charles James Lever
Again I laughed at the blend of the two countries in her remark.
"I Walked in Arden"
Jack Crawford