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“I can claim all the risk—practically.” “Pooh!” said Welsh. “You think I risked nothing? Come, come, let’s talk of something else.” “Oh, rot!” interrupted Twiddel, who by this time was decidedly flushed. “You needn’t ride the high horse like that, you are not Mr Mandell-Essington any longer.”
“I might’s well be hung for a sheep’s a lamb,” she remarked, as she slid in at Marcia’s kitchen door in the shadow of the morning-glory vines. “I’m goin’ to stay here a spell an’ get you some dinner while you go upstairs an’ lie down. You don’t need to go back to your aunt’s till near night, an’ you can wait till dusk an’ I’ll go with you. Then you needn’t be out alone at all.
She did not speak, but flew to her desk, and snatching thence what seemed a thick album or manuscript volume, hastily tore away a few leaves from the end, and thrust the rest into my hand, saying, ‘You needn’t read it all; but take it home with you,’ and hurried from the room. But when I had left the house, and was proceeding down the walk, she opened the window and called me back.
He won’t come back, and if he did, he shouldn’t touch you in this state, I’d fight him for you; but he won’t come back, so you needn’t be afraid of him.’ ‘I’m not afraid of the Flaming Tinman.’ ‘What, then, are you afraid of?’ ‘The evil one.’ ‘The evil one!’ said the girl, ‘where is he?’ ‘Coming upon me.’ ‘Never heed,’ said the girl, ‘I’ll stand by you.’
At this last caution the young ladies resident in the same row, who happen to be spending the evening there, put their pocket-handkerchiefs before their mouths, and are troubled with a short cough; just then Felix knocks at the door, and his mother drawing the tea-table nearer the fire, calls out to him as he takes off his boots in the back parlour that he needn’t mind coming in in his slippers, for there are only the two Miss Greys and Miss Thompson, and she is quite sure they will excuse him, and nodding to the two Miss Greys, she adds, in a whisper, that Julia Thompson is a great favourite with Felix, at which intelligence the short cough comes again, and Miss Thompson in particular is greatly troubled with it, till Felix coming in, very faint for want of his tea, changes the subject of discourse, and enables her to laugh out boldly and tell Amelia Grey not to be so foolish.
“At a thought. Without any charlatanism of passion I am able to tell you of something to match your devotion. I was not afraid for your sake to come within a hair’s breadth of what to all the world would have been a squalid crime. And there might have been a criminal trial at the end of it for me. Perhaps the scaffold.” “Do you say these horrors to make me tremble?” “Oh, you needn’t tremble.
‘And how came you to know that I was her brother?’ asked he, in some anxiety. ‘She told me herself. She told me all. She knew I might be trusted. But you needn’t disturb yourself about that, Mr. Lawrence, for I’ve seen the last of her!’ ‘The last! Is she gone, then?’
What did the doctor say?” “Fool!” Ivan snapped out. “But you are clever, anyway. You are scolding again? I didn’t ask out of sympathy. You needn’t answer. Now rheumatism has come in again—” “Fool!” repeated Ivan. “You keep saying the same thing; but I had such an attack of rheumatism last year that I remember it to this day.” “The devil have rheumatism!”
You needn’t be afraid of hurting me. I am well paid for anything that may happen, though indeed I did not expect it to come like this.” “In the first place I am going to take your clothes,” Stephen said. “You can say that you were insensible when I stripped you; but first I want you to tell me how I can get out.”
Lady Alicia’s reply was much softer than she intended, especially as she could have told anybody that the Baron’s compliment was the merest figure of speech. “You needn’t have included me: I’m sure I’m not a great attraction.” “Ze sea is less, so zat leaves none,” the Baron smiled. “Didn’t you see anybody—I mean, anything in London that attracted you—that you liked?”
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