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It was so open, cheerful, hospitable, in the appearance of its smooth, broad avenues and pretty little parks, with the bronze statues which all looked noble in the moonlight; it was such a combination and piquant contrast of shabby ease and stately elegance negro cabins and stone mansions, picket-fences and sheds, and flower-banked terraces before rows of residences which bespoke wealth and refinement.
A long time had apparently passed since his heart had stopped beating, for the white and rosy procession was in fact half way up the nave, the Bishop, the Rector and two white-winged assistants were hovering about the flower-banked altar, and the first chords of the Spohr symphony were strewing their flower-like notes before the bride.
'Count Sagan is colonel-in-chief of the Guard? he asked, and the question seemed to fit in with her train of thought. She made no immediate response, but with a light touch on his arm led him to a flower-banked apartment, about which a few couples were scattered in various convenient nooks. She sank upon a sequestered settee, and made room for him beside her.
The girls in the choir sang on, untroubled by a doubt: But lo, there breaks a yet more glorious day; The saints triumphant rise in bright array; The King of glory passes on His way. They marched outside following the flower-banked casket into the little cemetery, and Queed stood with bared head like the others, watching the committal of dust unto dust.
There were only two arrivals by the train from London when it stopped at the little flower-banked station of Barthiam; and Mary, who was waiting for it, had no difficulty in deciding which of them was Professor Fish. That great man never failed to look the part.
It happened this way: The flower-banked platform was empty until the accompanist it was a young professor, this time, not Nancy came on. The audience waited politely; the rows of girlish faces were turned expectantly, and then Joan entered! Without a trace of self-consciousness she looked at her friends they were all her friends with that sweet confidence and understanding of the true artist.
Had he made the best choice? Were the desperate fates of Hellas better than the flower-banked streams of Bactria, whose delights he had forever thrust by? Would his Fortune, guider of every human destiny, bring him at last to a calm haven, or would his life go out amid the crashing ships to-morrow? The oars bumped on the thole-pins.
It was so open, cheerful, hospitable, in the appearance of its smooth, broad avenues and pretty little parks, with the bronze statues which all looked noble in the moonlight; it was such a combination and piquant contrast of shabby ease and stately elegance negro cabins and stone mansions, picket-fences and sheds, and flower-banked terraces before rows of residences which bespoke wealth and refinement.
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