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She matched the glance for just about one second, and turned her eyes away with a certain consciousness that gave Kent a savage delight. Of a truth, she was different! She was human, she was intolerably alluring. She was not the prim, perfectly well-bred young woman he had met at the train. Lonesome Land was doing its work.
The rap had been faltering and feeble. Jalisco's hand sought the knife he always carried. "Who is it?" he demanded. The reply to this question was a repetition of the hesitating knocking. "Who are you? and what do you want?" sharply cried the Mexican lad. "I am very sorry to disturb you," said a cracked, unsteady voice. "I have the next room. You can do me a favor." Now Felipe was lonesome.
Farming's a lonesome life; and they've been against the shell game before." "I see that the cause of Education has received the princely gift of more than fifty millions of dollars," said I. I was gleaning the stray items from the evening papers while Jeff Peters packed his briar pipe with plug cut.
Before it stood that lozenge-shaped sign on a fat post which stands before all country taverns, making a vague, lonesome appeal to the traveller. The loungers moved in groups on the station-platform, their hands in their pockets and their necks stretched forward, eying the stranger.
One day toward the very last of winter, the notion entered his black head that he would have a look in a certain lonesome corner of the Green Forest where once upon a time Redtail the Hawk had lived.
Anne sat down on the rocker with a long sigh, kissed one of Bonny's leaves, and waved her hand to a blossoming fuchsia. "They might have been lonesome while I was away," she explained. "And now about the Sunday school. I behaved well, just as you told me. Mrs. Lynde was gone, but I went right on myself.
It is the bad news that gets here first. I'm so glad our folks weren't at Chancellorsville." "But they may be in as dreadful a battle soon. Oh, Phil, I'm so what? lonesome and afraid to-night. I wish father could come home." It was not like Marjie, who had been a dear brave girl, always cheering her dependent mother and hopefully expecting the best.
They had a fifteen-year old kid tendin' bar, no games goin', and not a soul in the place. "Sorry to disturb your repose, bub," says I, "but see if you can sort out any rye among them collections of sassapariller of yours." I took a drink, and then another to keep it company I was beginnin' to sympathise with anythin' lonesome.
There's not many houses there; it's rather a lonesome kind of place. Do you mean a big old-fashioned house standing far back in a garden?" "Yes; that must be the place I want to know about." "It must be the Grange, surely. It was a gentleman's house once; but there's only a bailiff lives there now.
"A funny prescription, and not so bad to take," laughed Walter to himself, as he wiped away his tears and hastened to the schoolroom to attend to his lessons. "Nobody here but myself," he sighed, as he crossed the threshold. "It's rather lonesome, but I'll do the best I can. It's what mamma would advise."
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