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He could no longer be answerable for her complete protection. This, however, was not till November, and in August it was only a pleasant variation, in going the rounds, to call at the pretty house on Gauley Mount, inquire after the welfare of the family, and have a moment's polite chat with the mistress of the mansion.

Nevertheless, there was a kind of dim apprehension in his face, as if he dreaded that a moment's pause might break the spell, and snatch away the sportive companion whom he had waited for through so many dreary months. "Dance! dance!" cried he joyously. "If we take breath, we shall be as we were yesterday. There, now, is the music, just beyond this clump of trees. Dance, Miriam, dance!"

The other admitted his indiscretion; and if the affair had no other consequences, it afforded these two fine young men a moment's merriment, at a time when anxiety had been fast getting the ascendency over their more cheerful feelings.

"I am glad you told me," he said, after a moment's pause. "People generally mention these things about ten years afterwards; when there is probably no possibility of doing anything. Thank you." Ruth was disconcerted by the sudden gravity of his tone, and almost regretted the impulse that had made her speak.

This haughty denial was a reproach to the impulse that had seized him to read the book from beginning to end. His conscience had nothing to urge in the matter, but the meanness of the thing he intended, struck him forcibly, and after a moment's hesitation, he closed the journal and laid it in a drawer of his desk.

Then as the foremost horseman obeyed her, flinging himself from the saddle, and staggering rather than walking within the gates, at either one of which stood one of the two girlish guardians, ready at a moment's notice to fling them together again, a quick sharp cry broke from Kate's lips, together with the one word: "Father!"

Cable at home?" asked Mr. Bansemer, making no effort to find his cardcase. "Yes, sir," responded the servant after a moment's hesitation. Bansemer passed through the vestibule. "Say Mr. Bansemer, if you please." He removed his coat and was standing comfortably in front of the blazing logs in the library when she came down.

Back in the inner covered stage is a network of ropes, pulleys, lances, arms for Roman soldiers, dishes for banquets, costumes and wardrobes for the players, all in perfect order and ready for use at a moment's notice. The play itself occupies about eight hours. There are six hundred and eighty-five people in it, but only one hundred and twenty speaking parts.

"We'll pay for it, of course." There was a moment's pause, while Thyrsis caught his breath. "My boy," continued the other, "that's a terrible article!" "Um," said the author "possibly." "Why do you write such things?" "But isn't it true, sir?" Mr. Macintyre pondered. "You know," he said, "I think you are a very clever fellow, and you know a lot; much more than I do, I've no doubt.

Without a moment's hesitation he replied, "By far the best and fairest account of the whole matter you will get in the Irish correspondence of the London Times." How the conflict would end he could not say. But he was at a loss to see how it could pay Lord Lansdowne to maintain it.