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Of course, the music would have taken him away so much and it would have been very lonely for me and very dark. Sometimes I wonder if that wasn't his real reason for giving up his music." David was silent. "You say nothing." Even without eyes to give meaning, her smile was wistful as a child's.
She had begun to accustom him to better things. She wondered if he were lonely if he wanted her. Ought she to offer to go back? Something cried out sharply within her at the thought. Her whole being shrank as the old nightmare horror swept back upon her. No no! She could not face it not yet. The memory of his implacability, his ruthlessness, arose like a menacing wave, shaking her to the soul.
Then for a little it was lonely, and Beth thought of getting down; but before she had made up her mind, two other people appeared, strolling in the moonlight, whom Beth instantly recognised as Uncle James and the beautiful princess Blue-eyes-and-golden-hair. The princess had both her hands clasped round Uncle James's arm, and every now and then she nestled her face against his shoulder lovingly.
Then waiting for no answer the good man prayed heartily, and Dan listened as he never had before; for the lonely hour, the dying message, the sudden uprising of his better self, made it seem as if some kind angel had come to save and comfort him.
The third time, that horrid shivering of the night at the lonely inn, that awful sinking pain at the heart, came back again, and roused me in an instant. My eyes turned to the left-hand side of the bed. And there stood, looking at me The Dream Woman again? No! My wife.
UP through the Natchess Pass Bobby and I took our lonely way, to reach and bring over this same difficult trail the party in which were my parents and my brothers and sisters. From the first chill night, following the sweat due to the climb of the day before, my muscles were a bit stiffened; but I was ready for the climb to the summit. Bobby was of a different mind.
This tall, handsome man who had stepped into her life and shared the secret of her father's strange affliction, weakness, was nothing more to her than one of the other tourists whom she sometimes chanced to see on her lonely rides and walks.
"You see the result of this? Daniel Barry is a man to whom the desert is necessary, because he was made for the desert. He is lonely among crowds you have said it yourself but he is at home in a mountain wilderness with a horse and a dog." "Doc, you talk well," broke in Joe Cumberland, "but if he ain't human, why do humans like him so much? Why does he mean so much to me to Kate?"
I am all alone in the world now; and I am nearly seventy years old." "It must be so lonely, at your age! What do you do for a living?" "I have a little place in Devonshire street. My name is Crooker. You'll find me up two nights of stairs, back room at the right.
His name was Kurschner; he was a big-boned, square-built fellow about thirty years old, who always wore in his buttonhole the little ribbon of the order he had gained as a soldier at the siege of Antwerp, and who had been taken into the house by our mother for our protection, for in winter our home, surrounded by its spacious grounds, was very lonely.
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