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Down dropped the black-blue robes, gray-pearled and slipped, leaving a filmy, silken, misty thing, and underneath I glimpsed her limbs of utter light. My God! For what am I thankful this night? For nothing. For nothing but the most commonplace of commonplaces; a table of gentlewomen and gentlemen soft-spoken, sweet-tempered, full of human sympathy, who made me, a stranger, one of them.

All attention was concentrated on a group, which was clearly lighted up from the doorway. On the dusty floor of the room cowered an old woman, with dark weather- beaten features and tangled hair that had long been grey. Her black-blue cotton shirt was open over her withered bosom, and showed a blue star tattooed upon it.

"You're not fit to walk fifty yards." "That's right kind of y'u, but I could not think of asking so much. My friends will find me if y'u leave me where I can work a heliograph." "Or your enemies," she cut in. "I hope not. I'd not likely have the luck to get another invitation right then to go riding with a friendly young lady." She gave him direct, cool, black-blue eyes that met and searched his.

All attention was concentrated on a group, which was clearly lighted up from the doorway. On the dusty floor of the room cowered an old woman, with dark weather-beaten features and tangled hair that had long been grey. Her black-blue cotton shirt was open over her withered bosom, and showed a blue star tattooed upon it.

The effect was of a highly finished genre picture: the rich wainscot between low book-shelves, the brooding portraits, the black-blue rug bordered by a veiled Oriental motive, the black-velvet cushions that brought out the watery reflections of old Sheraton as even the ancient horsehair had not done; the silver candlesticks, the miniatures, and on the mantel those two royal flower-pots whose precarious existence was to his aunt a very fearful joy.

For answer Berenice's deep, almost black-blue eyes turned on her admirer with solemn unflattered consideration. She awed always by the something that she did not say. The school, for all the noble dames who presided over it solemn, inexperienced owl-like conventionalists who insisted on the last tittle and jot of order and procedure was a joke to Berenice.

A black-blue rug, from Myrtle Forge, partly covered the broad, oak boards of the floor; and there was a comfortable variety of chairs sturdy, painted Dutch, winged Windsors and a slatted Hunterstown rocker. Howat Penny's gaze wandered over the familiar furnishing, come to him surviving the generations of his family, or carefully procured for his individual dictates.

And all the while the warm night wind rushes in through the high open windows; and the fireflies flicker up and down, in and out, and you slip away on to the balcony to enjoy for after all it is very hot the purple star- spangled night; and see aloft the saw of the mountain ridges against the black-blue sky; and below what a contrast! the crowd of white eyeballs and white teeth Negroes, Coolies, Chinese all grinning and peeping upward against the railing, in the hope of seeing through the walls the 'buccra quality' enjoy themselves.

His Highness wore a dark-blue cotton frock of Soudanic manufacture, and black-blue trowsers of the same kind of cotton. On his head was a red cap, around which was folded in very large folds a white turban. He had, like all Touaricks, a dagger suspended under the left arm, but no other weapon near him, or on his person.

We were sitting in the verandah in the dead, hot, close air, gasping and praying that the black-blue clouds would let down and bring the cool. Very, very far away, there was a faint whisper, which was the roar of the Rains breaking over the river. One of the men heard it, got out of his chair, listened, and said, naturally enough: "Thank God!"