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"You gave me your word you would not tell!" exclaimed Yolanda. "Neither did I tell aught save that you said you were a sorceress. He laughed and said " "Yes, yes, what did he say?" eagerly queried the girl. "He said I am sure you will not take amiss what he said?" responded Max. "No, no, indeed no! Tell me," she demanded eagerly.
They were singularly alike except in colouring, for Grant was brown-haired and brown-eyed, with plenty of curled-back lashes which gave him an alert look. Both men started forward at the sight of Max, Grant striding ahead of Edwin and grasping Max's hand, "I had to come, old chap," he said, with a pleasant though slightly affected accent meant to be English.
Max Mueller says: "In one sense every religion was a true religion, being the only religion which was possible at the time, which was compatible with the language, the thoughts, and the sentiments of each generation, which was appropriate to the age of the world." The Brahman has found the same truth.
"No use denyin' it, mistah, 'case yuh'd see our shack wen yuh git thar, anyways," he muttered. "And you've been thinking we'd come up here to beat you out in the game is that it?" Max continued. Another vigorous nod, and a gloomy look answered him. "Well, that's where you're away off, Jim," Max went on.
Sho! didn't we see Max Hastings and his crowd there on the foot of the plagued island? If they could stay here two nights a'ready, what's a-goin' to hurt us inside of only one hour, tell me that, hey?" When Max heard this he came near chuckling.
It will also be impossible to admit that the 'Hibbert Lectures' give more than a one-sided account of the Origin of Indian Religion. The perusal of Mr. Max Muller's book deeply impresses one with the necessity of studying early religions and early societies simultaneously.
"I've lain here long enough, for, you see, I must be leader now for you. I must talk to the men and tell them what we've decided." "How little we are in this great desert, to talk of 'deciding," the girl exclaimed. "It is the desert that will decide. But you will be with me always ... as in my dream!" "And mine," Max added. Then followed day upon day of the desert dream.
Tudor in the village one morning, and he told me with great glee that they had just received a telegram telling them that he was on his way, and an hour after his arrival he came down to the cottage. Directly I heard his 'Well, little woman, how has the world treated you in my absence? I felt quite cheered, and told my little fib without effort: 'Very well indeed, thank you, Max.
M. Max, shrugging and smiling slightly, returned his notebook to his pocket, and, taking out a cigar-case, placed it, open, upon the table, inviting both his confreres, with a gesture, to avail themselves of its contents. "I thought so," he said simply. "I am glad."
In all they were five close friends, but Owen Hastings, a cousin of Max, and who had made his home with him, was at present away in Europe with another uncle; and Steve Dowdy happened to be somewhere else in town, perhaps helping his father remove his stock of groceries from his big store, which being in the lower part of town was apt to suffer from the rising waters.
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