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There was something so novel to me and so beautiful in her fervency of prayer, that the tears came into my eyes, and about a minute after she had finished, I said "I now recollect, at least, I think I do for the memory of it is very confused-that my mother used to kneel down by me and pray just as you have done. Oh, how I wish I had a mother!"
Captain Wentworth was folding up a letter in great haste, and either could not or would not answer fully. "Yes," said he, "very true; here we separate, but Harville and I shall soon be after you; that is, Harville, if you are ready, I am in half a minute. I know you will not be sorry to be off. I shall be at your service in half a minute."
"But your father Oh, I see, dearest, you will tell him all yourself, and spare me." "I shall do nothing so foolish, Georgey. Nor shall you! Don't you see the note isn't due for a month? Stop! Have you told anybody but Paw and me?" "Only the bank manager." She ran out of the room and returned in a minute tying the most enchanting of hats by a ribbon under her oval chin.
Gilbert's heart gave a great throb. She was here, close to him! In the next minute he would be face to face with her, with that one woman whom he loved, and must continue to love, until the end of his life. "Yes," he said eagerly, "I wish to see her. You can take me to her at once. I am an old friend. There is no occasion to carry in my name."
The air was growing warmer and sweeter every minute, and the water in the irrigating ditch sounded quite jubilant as it raced past the house. Yes, Colorado was a pleasant place to live in, especially with Walter Warren for a neighbor only ten miles away. The ranch did not seem at all far off since that rapid drive across the prairies.
MacGrawler was one of those vast-minded sages who, occupied in contemplating morals in the great scale, do not fritter down their intellects by a base attention to minute details.
But then they were aroused and that within the first half minute of their terror by Tom. He was trying, crippled as he was, to climb over into their seat. "What are you doing, you foolish boy?" cried Helen. "Sit down." "We've got to get out of here!" muttered the excited youth. "Why, we are safe here. The water will never rise to this height." "I know it!
"I never realized before you had so much curiosity, honey," the boy grinned at her. "After I shook Clive Polly went on to Nita's bridge party, because she couldn't throw her down at the last minute I wandered around till I came to the Railroad Men's Hotel, down on State Street, you know, the other side of the tracks.
Hilary did not reply. "....That old gentleman, Mr. Mr. Stone, had been to see her. He wanted her to come and copy out his book for two hours a day, from four to six, at a shilling an hour. Ought she to come, please? He said his book would take him years." Before answering her Hilary stood for a full minute staring at the fire. The little model stole a look at him. He suddenly turned and faced her.
Carr, an old gentleman with whom her father had some acquaintance, sent up a card with a pencilled message on it to the effect that he would be glad to see Dr. James. "Run, Mildred," said her father, "and tell Mr. Carr that I will be with him in a minute. It will never do to see a new patient in this coat."
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