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"That is just it. I do not love you." The blow fell swift, unerring, dealt by the mercilessly honest hand of youth. Esther's eyes were quite dry now. Her nervousness was passing. Regret and pity were merged in one overpowering, instinctive desire: the desire to show him beyond all manner of doubt that she repudiated that possessive touch upon her hand.
The womanly courage that risks life for love's sake is nobler than the soldier's that feels the lust of battle maddening him. Esther's words to the king are full of tact. But she adds a variation of the formula, tinged with more personal reference to the king's feeling towards her, as well as breathing entire submission to his estimate of what was fitting.
Esther's eyes filled with glad tears as the well-loved little figure popped in, with a baker's paper hat on his head, and delivered the absurd words; and if you had looked at Henry's face too, you would have been at a loss to know which loved the little pastry-cook's boy best. When Mike returned to his dressing-room, a mysterious box was awaiting him.
"I would go crazy were I in Esther's place. Poor Esther, she doesn't know what to do, either, for she cannot be always ill. She takes pleasure in being an invalid, but she can't use this plea for sympathy all the time, people get tired of it. But Esther is fortunate in having somebody to whom she can tell all her aches and pains and their history. She has found a unique occupation, in scrubbing.
Tell me frankly, do you think the doctor saw anything alarming in my brother's symptoms?" Her plain, pleasant face was puckered with anxiety, her eyes searched Esther's. "Why, no, I honestly think he meant what he said, that it is too soon to tell anything definite." "I wonder! Doctors are all alike, they never give anything away," and she frowned thoughtfully.
He desired that a woman should come to his arms with an attractive willingness, if not with ardour. And Esther's bearing was more that of despair than that of love. It chilled him and taught him wisdom. "Dearest," he urged, "tell me what you wish, and you shall have it; tell me your thoughts, and then I can advise you.
Amiability was one of Esther's dominant traits of character; yet she would have liked to shake Billy Webster until his teeth chattered or suppress him in almost any way. After all, what right had he to take this lofty tone with Polly? He was not a member of her family, not even her friend. Just because he had known all of them in their Camp Fire days in the woods and was devoted to Mrs.
Well, there was stealing from the pantry on Tuesday that's one," he said, encouragingly. "Now then." "I n n never did n nothin' else," Bunty gasped. He felt certain it was all over with him, and the cricket ball episode was discovered. He even looked nervously round to see if the riding-whip was near. Yes, there was Esther's silver-topped one flung carelessly on a chair.
Then she drew closer to Esther, and seeing her shrink, said, "Be not afraid. Give thy husband a message for me. Tell him his enemy is dead, and that for the much misery he brought me I slew him." "His enemy!" "The Messala. Further, tell thy husband that for the harm I sought to do him I have been punished until even he would pity me." Tears arose in Esther's eyes, and she was about to speak.
Esther's power with the king seems to have done more for the Jews, and a new gift was sent from the treasury to Jerusalem, under the care of Ezra, a man of the seed of Aaron, and very learned in the Law.
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