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Physical excitement, that was what Vincent Marsh could give her which Neale no longer could. . . . That and great ease of life, which Neale never would. There was a pause in which she shivered, humiliated. She added lamely to this, a guessed-at possibility for aesthetic sympathy and understanding, perhaps more than Neale could . . . and broke off with a qualm of sickness. How horrid this was!
A burning brand had come down on his left ear, singeing that member and also his fiery red hair. "Now give me those papers," demanded Snap, and without waiting thrust his hand into the man's pocket and drew them forth. "Have you the money, too?" "Hand it over or we'll search you." "I've got three hundred dollars," said Lush Barrock, lamely. "I spent about fifty dollars."
He was loath that the conversation should cease. "What?" he answered. "Oh, yes; you bet you was a Samaritan, even if you didn't have no olive oil." He remembered what his mind had been dwelling on, and asked, "But ain't you afraid?" "Of ... of me?" he added lamely. She laughed merrily. "Mamma says never to be afraid of anything.
"We must find some other way out," I concluded lamely. "Is there another way, Lester?" he demanded, wheeling round upon me fiercely. "Is there another way? If there is, I wish to God you'd show it to me!" "There must be!" I protested desperately, striving to convince myself. "There must be; only, I fear, it will take some little time to find." "And meanwhile, Miss Holladay will be remanded!
"Ah!" said he, lamely, "Mungo's been at his dusting again," and he tried to restore the easiness of the conversation that the incident had so strangely marred. But Montaiglon could not so speedily restore his equanimity. For the unknown who had so unceremoniously brushed against him on the dark stair had been attired in tartan clothes.
My number was one hundred and ninety-three, and so far I can vouch there were no discoveries. It has vanished sunk out of sight." Flora sighed. "Oh, poor Bessie Chatworth!" It came out with a quick inconsequence that made Clara even in her impatience ever so faintly smile. "It seems so cruel to have your things taken like that when you're dead, and can't help it," Flora rather lamely explained.
To the first two questions he replied, rather lamely, that he had been influenced by Nella, and also by a natural spirit of adventure; to the third he replied that he had always been in the habit of carrying things through, and was now actuated by a mere childish, obstinate desire to carry this one through. Moreover, he was splendidly conscious of his perfect ability to carry it through.
"It isn't so far in an automobile," she replied, as though in excuse, and added, still more lamely, "Zeb and I became great friends, you know, in the hospital." He did not answer, but wondered the more at the simplicity and kindness in one brought up as she had been which prompted her to take the trouble to see the humblest of her friends: nay, to take the trouble to have humble friends.
"Not rude, exactly. Only when first I came you seemed quite pleased that I should be at the Cottage. But now lately " She broke off lamely. It was difficult to put the thing into words. There was nothing, actually, that he had done or left undone. It was a matter of atmosphere an atmosphere of chilly indifference of which she was acutely conscious in his presence and which made her feel unwelcome.
"But I hope you realize that she has a mind of her own, that she will form her own opinions of people, independently of you." I must have betrayed the fact that I was a little startled, for the remark came as a confirmation of what I had dimly felt. "Of course she has," I agreed, somewhat lamely. "Every woman has, who is worth her salt."
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