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With a warning cry to Canaris, a hasty injunction to Colonel Carrington to hold fast, he snatched a short dagger from his waist and plunged it an inch or more into the flank of the Greek's camel, and then into that of his own animal. The frightened and agonized beasts pranced madly for a second or two and then plunged desperately forward, trampling the amazed guards right and left.
"That Indian has carried Cora away!" was the agonized reply. "Where has the owld divil carried her?" very naturally asked the Hibernian. "I do not know! I do not know! but she has gone, and I fear we shall never see her again alive."
"Norah!" cried the candidate, in an agonized stage-whisper, as the maid approached in answer to the summons, "tell them I'm out, unless it's some one of my personal friends." "Yis, sorr," was the answer. "Oi will." And the door was opened. "Is Misther Perkins in?" came a deep, unmistakably "voting" voice from without.
Their laughter, together with the agonized yowling of the dog, drew a circle of wondering natives; and at length McClintock himself came over to see what the racket was about. When he saw, his roars could be heard across the lagoon. "You two will have this island by the ears," he said, wiping his eyes.
Poor wife! how she pines and frets, at that untimely hour of midnight to be obliged to fry, fry, fry perpetually, and minister to the monster's appetite. And yonder in the clock: what agonized face is that we see? By heavens, it is the squire of the parish. What business has he there? Let us not ask.
Having thus disposed of Amplach's character, later on, when he was alone with Mary, or "Meary," as she chose to pronounce it, the rascal worked upon her feelings with an account of the infant Amplach's sufferings in the snowdrift and its agonized whisperings for "Meary! Meary!" until real tears stood in Mary's blue eyes.
His tears fell on her face, anguish and pity overwhelmed him. "You may!" she said, brokenly, putting up her hand to his cheek, and kissing him "you may! I'm not mad or wicked now and I'm dying!" Agonized murmurs of love, pardon, self-abasement passed between them.
In a minute it all had happened. Just how, no one knew. An agonized scream from the little maid, Anita, who was walking behind them, a momentary sight of the tiny, brown-faced Italian boy, her brother, right in the pathway of the swinging car as it rounded the curve Malcom's spring and then the boy and himself lying out on the roadside against the wall.
Notwithstanding that the natural explanation of these agonized cries presented itself to his mind, he was troubled. It is not unusual that men like him, accustomed to a purely artificial life, feel a strange surprise when one of the simplest laws of nature presents itself all at once before them with a violence as imperious and irresistible as a divine law.
And while it spun there, top-like, for one terrible moment, the baptismal party, standing in front of the good bishop, gazed in agonized, reproachful silence at the little girl, who was looking back at them defiantly from the shelter of the pulpit. LATER when the good bishop laid damp fingers upon her hair, she was christened.
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