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The Commandant looked at her, across the lantern's ray. Something in her voice, vibrating like the rich, full note of a bell, touched his memory ... but only to elude it. Her eyes, too, would have become a goddess, though just now they condescended to be merry. Tall she was, for certain, and commanding.
He listened intent, agonised, feeling that if a sound reached him he would cry aloud and on the instant become a raving madman. The scene inside the vault rose to his imagination. Far more really than he saw the dim church and the trees, he saw Finlay grovelling on the ground and the stern men crouching over him. He saw a knife gleam in the lantern's light.
A wailing cry from the wind seemed to echo the pain in his voice. The girl did not answer. Refusing both the light and shelter he offered her, she stepped resolutely forth into the blackness of the night. Helplessly he watched her go, the lantern's rays reflecting her white gown. "I shan't bother you again, Mr. Howe," she called bitterly.
Can you follow me from grotto to grotto and labyrinth to labyrinth, stumbling often by the way, catching at the lantern's dancing rays, calling one to the other, "All's well lead on"? Aye, I doubt that you can. These things must be seen with a man's own eyes, heard with his own ears, to be understood and made real to him. To me that scene lives as though yesterday had brought it.
The feed-box was a mystic and terrible machine, like some dark magician's trap. She felt it almost possible that she should see the three weird man floating spectrally away through the air. She glanced with swift apprehension behind her, and when the dazzle from the lantern's light had left her eyes, saw only the dim hillside stretched in solemn silence.
And he flashed the lantern's light upon him. That was the crisis of the situation; for as the Spaniard looked he made the appalling discovery that his victim's feet were untied. And he staggered back, dazed. "Por dios!" he gasped. And that exclamation was his last sound. Clif had nerved himself for the spring; for he knew that Ignacio might have a revolver and that no risks could be taken.
The Lantern's light gleamed forth again; and in the circle of Clear it made I could see we were surrounded by tall Trees that with their long crooked Arms looked as though they would entwine me in deadly embraces. "Hist!" the man said very low. "That's surely Black Towzer's tongue."
You have no choice;" and he forced her forward while Hunting followed with Miss Eulie. They stood waiting where the lantern's glare fell upon their faces, with many others more pale and agonized. "Yes, God bless you! a thousand times if there were need," he said, in tones whose gentleness equalled the harshness of his former words. She looked at him wonderingly.
Then first I saw a slight and ghostly figure rise, take shape in the shadows, and move slowly into my lantern's feeble beams a frail and pallid woman, who made her reverence as though dazed, and uttered not a word. Lois whispered in my ear: "She scarcely seems to know she is alive, since Cherry Valley.
Anyhow, there's one thing there's more honor in getting him out through a lot of difficulties and dangers, where there warn't one of them furnished to you by the people who it was their duty to furnish them, and you had to contrive them all out of your own head. Now look at just that one thing of the lantern. When you come down to the cold facts, we simply got to LET ON that a lantern's resky.
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