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"Now, by God!" said Strann in a ringing voice, and struck a heavy hand upon the top of the table. He regained his control, however, instantly. "Now about that price!" "I don't know what horses are worth," replied Barry. "To start, then five hundred bucks in cold cash gold! for your what's his name?" "Satan." "Eh?" "Satan." "H-m-m!" murmured Strann again. "Five hundred for Satan, then.
Alone in the boudoir he felt himself to be a very shamed and futile person, and he was still extremely angry. The next moment Concepcion entered the boudoir. "Ah!" he murmured, curiously appeased. "You're quite right," said Concepcion simply. He said: "Can you give me any reason, Con, why we should make a present of ourselves to the Hun?" Concepcion repeated: "You're quite right."
Young de Géry was taking comfort in the sight of that happy couple, when suddenly a voice murmured by his side it was not the same voice that had spoken just before: "You know what people say that the Jenkinses are not married." "What nonsense!" "True, I assure you it seems that there's a genuine Madame Jenkins somewhere, but not this one who has been exhibited to us.
The words seemed to rouse her companion from his stupor. "Let me explain!" "There's nothing to explain." "It was just a . . . it was just a passing . . . It was nothing . . . nothing." "Pootles!" murmured Maud. Geoffrey followed her as she moved to the door. "Be reasonable!" pleaded Geoffrey. "Men aren't saints!
She flung herself, gasping and quivering, into her chair, in a desperate effort to regain self-control. Blake bent over her and murmured with profound tenderness: "There, there, little girl! Don't take on so! I ought to 've cleared out right at first that's a fact. But I didn't mean to bother you. Just blundered in. But I'm glad to know you've found out the truth.
"Yo' infernal critter!" murmured Lawson, "in another minute you'll howl, yo' po' brute. I hate ter shoot yo' yo' being what yo' are but here goes." After that White's was impossible for a time and Nella-Rose must wait.
"I felt from the first that he cared," she murmured. Then she lay so perfectly still that Rod thought she had fainted. He stepped to her side, and touched her hand. "Miss Arabella," he began, "have you fainted?" "Oh, I thought that he was standing by my side," she simpered. "I must have been dreaming." "No, it's only me, and I would like to have the key.
"Of course it is true, Lord Henry. If we women did not love you for your defects, where would you all be? Not one of you would ever be married. You would be a set of unfortunate bachelors. Not, however, that that would alter you much. Nowadays all the married men live like bachelors, and all the bachelors like married men." "Fin de siecle," murmured Lord Henry.
From the moment she had entered the rooms, although she had never acknowledged it, she had been conscious, pleasurably conscious of his presence. She was suddenly uneasy. "I am afraid," she murmured, "that you are quite hopeless." "If you mean that I am without hope, you are wrong," he answered sturdily.
I understood very early that it was my duty to imitate them. While we remained in the cathedral he talked of glory and Old England, and dropped his voice in the middle of a murmured chant to introduce Nelson's name or some other great man's and this recurred regularly. 'What are we for now? he would ask me as we left our house.
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