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They all say that. See you again." "You will get ten dollars," said John to a hospital orderly, "if you will find Captain Blake of General Wright's staff." "I'll do it, sir." Presently his arms having been dressed, he was made comfortable with morphia. At dusk next morning his friend Blake sat down beside his cot. "Are you badly hurt?" he said.
With a curt nod to the men, he strode out through the mouth of the cave and was gone. Dusk had settled down upon mountain and valley; a thin fog swam high in the air above. One of the men cut the rope that bound Truxton's feet. "Get up," said the Newport man. "We've got to be movin'. How'd you like the old man? Smart bug, ain't he?
She gave a great scream and awoke, to find Julie sitting up and looking with wide affrighted eyes through the dusk at her mistress. "Oh, I had such a horrid dream, Julie," and nestling her head upon the bosom of her maid, she was soon asleep and wandering again in spirit with her lover through the prairie flowers. Annette, of course, donned the robe under a mental protest.
But this was not to be. Good Nanon had sacrificed the sermon to creep up to Eustacie, and when the congregation were dispersing in the dusk, she stole down the stairs to her husband; and a few seconds after he was hurrying as fast as detours would allow him to Blaise's farm.
Just at dusk one cold, rainy night late in August, a shabby, weary, wet, old man plodded through the dripping woods, across the stone bridge, and up the road toward Parker. He had come a long way through mud and moisture, and was very tired, yet the first three farmhouses he passed by with scarcely a glance.
The small hotels in the country were full of the same girls, chaperoned by gay mammas, who played whist six hours a day, while their charges found temperate amusement in walking to the post-office in the cool, purple dusk, and in dancing chiefly with each other after supper. The proportion of men to girls was the usual summer ratio.
Up Chapel street walked Andy, and he came to a stop on College street, opposite Phelps Gateway. Through the gathering dusk he could make out the inscription over it: LUX ET VERITAS "That's it! That's what I came here for," he said. "Light and truth! Oh, but it's great! Great!" He drew in a long breath, and stood for a moment contemplating the beautiful outlines of the college buildings.
The two bags were pitched into the light vehicle, and Buck bade the man follow them by a gesture. "This way, Jack," said Risley, and led his companion up a broad street, which, now that the dusk had fallen and the sea-breeze was blowing, was filled with a strange and busy crowd. "Everybody turns out for an hour or two, now," remarked Buck. "It's pleasant and fresh after the day.
"I didn't know you went on the principle that you had to act exactly like a regular married woman," he apologized with meekness. "I do," she said shortly. He rose and went over to where the banjo lay and brought it back to her. It was growing dusk now in the little cabin. "Play for me, and sing, won't you, Marjorie?" he asked abruptly. "I haven't heard you for a long time."
When he first consented to her taking Lessons his Belief was that after she had practiced for about one Term she would be able to sit up to the Instrument along in the Dusk before the Lamps were lit, and sing "When the Corn is Waving, Annie Dear," "One Sweetly Solemn Thought," or else "Juanita." These were the Songs linked in his Memory with some Purple Evenings of the Happy Long Ago.
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