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Sophy's tone was so strange that I looked up at her; and I saw her eyes flashing and her lips set and white. "Sophy! what is the matter?" I cried. "Don't trouble your little head, Cary," she said, kindly enough. "It will be trouble in plenty when it comes." I could not get her to say more. As we reached the door, Hatty came dancing out to meet us.
"I have nothing to say, sir." "Captain Cary!" ordered the General and, as Cary rose unsteadily to his feet, "No. Keep your seat, sir; you are wounded. Is it true as I learn from this report that during a skirmish a week ago you helped defend the Union colors against your own people?" Cary shot up from his chair with a fiery rush of anger. "I? No, sir!
Shut the window, Miss Cary. Yes, tight! It's hell anyhow, and that's what you do in hell burn up!" Judith closed the window. As she did so she looked once at the light on the northern horizon. The firing shook the window-pane. The flame of the lamp now stood straight.
She was always sincere, even in her by-play, which was the secret of her power and ascendancy. This being so, the reader will be prepared for the statement that she never really supposed the peculiar relations of Cary with Pauline could affect her.
Then followed three minutes of slow words which laid the finished and tested rope in the sheriff's hand. Rand's voice ceased, and he lay staring at the poplar leaves without the window. Cary laid the pen softly down, sat still and upright in his chair for a minute, then leaned back with a long breath. "The poor wretch!" he said. "Poor enough," assented Rand abruptly.
Under the locusts to the right of the gate Federalists apostrophized Washington, lauded Hamilton, the Judiciary, and the beauty of the English Constitution, denounced the French, denounced the Louisiana Purchase, denounced the Man of the People, and his every tool and parasite, and lifted to the skies the name of Ludwell Cary.
His mouth was twitching, and his eyes smouldered with fun. But he behaved well. On some excuse of steering he turned his back instantly and squarely toward us. But Sally's interest was irrepressible. "Would you mind telling me their names, Cary?" she asked. He had told us to call him Cary. "The names of the Mr. Leighs of Burrough." "No, Cary," I said.
And she to die by they villains; and all for the goodness of her! Mind her? I minded naught else when she was on deck." "Who was she?" asked Amyas of Cary. "A Spanish angel, Amyas." "Humph!" said Amyas. "So much the worse for her, to be born into a nation of devils." "They'em not all so bad as that, yer honor.
There they sat, their watch-fires glittering on the stream, beneath the shadow of enormous trees, Amyas and Cary, Brimblecombe, Yeo, and the Indian lad, who has followed them in all their wanderings, alive and well: but as far as ever from Manoa, and its fairy lake, and golden palaces, and all the wonders of the Indian's tale.
Fairfax Cary and Major Edward continued a discussion of the latest Napoleonic victory; Unity played with her spoon and thought of her wedding-gown; Deb drank her glass of milk and planned a visit with Miranda to a blasted pine tree, lived in, all the quarter agreed, by a ha'nt that came out at night, like a ring of smoke out of a great black pipe!
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