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The French, on the contrary, largely new recruits, grew weary and mutinous, while sickness broke out in their ranks and increased with alarming rapidity. At length Gonsalvo’s day came. His opponent, not dreaming of an attack, had extended his men over a wide space.
When he was alone again he certainly would have believed that he had been dreaming but for the fact that Mr. Badger Brush had insisted upon paying half the price of the picture down in advance; for whatever this good-hearted, horsey gentleman did, he did thoroughly well.
"I would rather lose my goods a dozen times over than have anything serious happen to you." "I'll do my best," answered Dave; and a moment later he rode away, little dreaming of the surprises in store for him.
"Jack, you talk strangely! What is the meaning of all this? I am captain of this craft, and will not be trifled with tell me at once your meaning, fellow." "My meaning is simple enough, and easily told. Rose Budd is the wife of Harry Mulford." "You're dreaming, fellow, or are wishing to trifle with me!" "It may be a dream, but it is one that will turn out to be true.
He was dreaming, however; and, resolved to follow his example, I troubled him no more. How the rest managed, I know not; but for my own part, I found it very hard to get to sleep. The consciousness of having one's foot pinned; and the impossibility of getting it anywhere else than just where it was, was most distressing.
And always there would be a glint of blue, where a stream or river caught the reflection of the sky and held it lovingly there, like a mirror among the rocks. But Pietro did not have much time for idle dreaming. His was not an easy life, for Niccolo made but little money with his painting, and the boy had to do all the work of the house besides attending to the shop.
After a time he rose like one dreaming, and went slowly, for he was sick and weak, up to the great pillared house of Hannibal St. John. The senator in that stern voice of his had bade him come; nothing could be any worse than it was. He would go. He knocked, and they showed him into the library.
Ralph had watched him more than once at this business; had seen delicate subjects introduced in a deft unsuspicious sentence that roused no alarm, and had marvelled at his power to play with men without their dreaming of what was going forward. And now it was Master More that was threatened.
'It's a joke, of course, Mother was heard to say in an odd voice. 'Oh no, Mother, for how could anybody know? It's what I've been dreaming about for nights and nights. It's so aromantic, isn't it? The louder hissing of the samovar buried the next words, and at that moment Daddy came into the room. He was smiling and his eyes were bright.
No, he had never made poetry, he confessed, though he had often felt it, as good as some of the poetry he had read in Marget Maclean's books that were still the favourites of his leisure hours. "It'll be in that like other things," she said with some sense of her own cruelty. "You must be dreaming it when you might be making it." "I never had the inspiration "
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