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I went along down toward the railroad, walking in the middle of the street so as not to make any noise. The big windmill on the water-tank swung a little in the wind and creaked; and the last light from the moon gleamed on its tail and then was gone. I turned out across where the graders had had their camp. Here the wind was hissing through the dry grass sharp enough.
"First let my brother be taken out and placed in safety. Will you carry him?" She raised her face to that of Inspector Weymouth, upon which was written awe and wonder. The burly detective lifted the boy as tenderly as a woman, passed through the shadows to the stairway, ascended, and was swallowed up in the gloom. Nayland Smith's eyes gleamed feverishly. He turned to Karamaneh.
When we arrived it was all in darkness but we thought we heard sounds in here." "What sort of sounds?" "Something crawling about!" Bristol turned. "Key is in the lock on the inside of the door," he said. "Is that where you found it?" "Yes, sir!" He looked across to where the brass knob of a safe gleamed dully. "Safe locked?" "Yes, sir."
The quick sharp notes were suggestive of cool nights, of flooded streams and marshy places. How often Lane wandered in the dusk along the shore to listen to this chorus! At that hour twilight stole down; the dark hills rose to the pale blue sky; there was a fair star and a wisp of purple cloud; and the shadowy waters gleamed.
It was only a hundred yards, but the Mercutians were coming down fast. They had been seen. A flash as of molten metal gleamed overhead. A blinding ray leaped for the ground, struck viciously a little ahead of the running men. The velvet green grass crisped to ash; the soil underneath scorched. "Scatter!" Hilary shouted. Instantly the men spread out.
And even while he stood gazing, as a mariner at the star in which he put his trust, the light quivered, sank, gleamed up again, and finally went out, leaving the battlements of Hilda's tower in utter darkness. For the first time in centuries, the consecrated and legendary flame before the loftiest shrine in Rome had ceased to burn.
Then there would be nothing but an imperceptible shadow of her remaining, one with which my senses could no longer seduce themselves. "And when I came into the room I saw my plot was working. For her eyes no longer gleamed. A radiance had left her. "'My hate begins to operate upon this chimera, I thought. I frowned at her and sat down, worn out with the walking of the night.
On a little mound, within the shadow of her cottage home, and eagerly scanning the moors, stood Miriam Heap. An exultant light gleamed in her dark eyes, and her bosom rose and fell as though swept with tumultuous passion.
Seton turned, stooped on one knee to release the captive... and found himself looking into the face of someone who sat crouched upon the divan behind the Chief Inspector. The figure was that of an oriental, richly robed. Long, slim, ivory hands rested upon his knees, and on the first finger of the right hand gleamed a big talismanic ring.
How her lustrous eyes gleamed as she stood in the centre of the apartment, scorn, triumph, hate, all struggling for mastery in her lovely face. "Gentlemen, you have read the handwriting on the wall. Do you come for defiance, or capitulation?" General Laurance lifted his head, but instantly dropped it on his bosom; he seemed to have aged suddenly, prematurely.
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