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Then, with eagerness, she threw herself into innumerable questions about Elise her looks, her motives, the details of what she said and did. Beneath the satisfaction of her curiosity, of course, there was all the time a pang a pang not to be silenced.
She's a treasure, she catches on to my ways so quickly. Glad you like it, Elise, honey. Now settle yourself here, your bags will be up in a minute, and I'll put Mona in her niche." "I'm coming too," and Elise went with the others to the rooms designed for Mona and Roger. "This is my Royal Suite," laughed Patty, as she ushered them into a charming apartment done up in handsome English chintz.
"I'm not at all afraid," returned Elise gaily; "and oh, Patty, won't we have a jolly time on board the steamer! It's a long trip, you know, and we must take books to read and games to play, for as there'll probably be mostly French people on board, we can't converse very much." "You can," said Patty, laughing, "but I'm afraid no one can understand my beautiful but somewhat peculiar accent."
Plume could in no wise connect his beloved wife with either the murderous assault on Mullins or the mysterious firing of Blakely's quarters, but he knew that Sandy could not so readily acquit her, even though it might saddle the actual deed upon her instrument Elise.
"Bishop, if I were an artist, I would paint her as a priestess at Ephesus, chanting a hymn to Diana; and instead of Hero and the pigeons, place brown deer and spotted fawns on mossy banks in the background." "Pooh! What a hopeless pagan you are, Elise? If I were a sculptor I would chisel a statue of purity, and give it her countenance." And Mr.
Elise had listened to her father with deep emotion, and in the depth of her heart she at this moment absolved him from many a silent reproach, and many a suspicion, which her soul had harbored against him. "You have kept your word, my father!" cried she. "How did you contrive to become a rich man from a beggar?" Gotzkowsky laughed. "How did I contrive that?" said he.
The mirror on the wall covers a secret door, behind which is a space just large enough to conceal a person. Come." He led the artilleryman toward the door of Elise's room. But before this door Elise had stationed herself, her cheeks burning and her eyes flashing. The danger of her lover lent her courage and determination, and enabled her to meet the anger of her father unflinchingly.
In vain I entreated that Elise might be restored to me, or that I might be taken on board. "`The dragoons! the dragoons! shouted the people all around me. "`Come, madame, this is no place for you! I heard a person say close to me.
Ah, Léon, I did not think you could be so hard, so cruel; and how could he know, how could he see into my heart, while I stood laughing so foolishly with Nicolas and Monsieur Poiseau? If Elise Lesage had not teased me about Léon, it might have been different, but I could not let her think I cared for him after what she said." She leaned back her head and cried bitterly.
Many people meantime were hastening to the water tap in order to fill their pitchers, cans, and bottles. Madame Maze, who was of refined tastes and careful of her person, thought of going to wash her hands there; but just as she arrived she found Elise Rouquet drinking, and she recoiled at sight of that disease-smitten face, so terribly disfigured and robbed of nearly all semblance of humanity.
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