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"Did he not give everything he possessed, everything piece by piece, for this?" She took the necklace up and twisted it around her fingers. Her hands appeared to be a mass of rubies. A great light came into the Oriental's face. "The necklace," he said, "is a present to you from the Dalai Lama. It was entrusted to Lord Eckhart to deliver." XV. Satire of the Sea "What was the mystery about St.
His black eyes, set at a slight angle somewhat like an Oriental's, glowed with the fire of determination from under the heavy shock of hair that covered his head. The women peeped out of the doorways as he passed, with looks akin to veneration. Liked by all, the sacred mission on which he was about to depart enhanced the esteem in which he had been held.
The Oriental's quaint irreverence was of the letter and not of the spirit. Through the swing door burst Bob Dillon. "Know where there's a rifle, June?" She looked at him, big-eyed. "Not the Utes again?" she gasped. "Bank robbers. I want a gun." Without a word she turned and led him swiftly down the passage to a bedroom. In one corner of it was a belt. Bob loaded the gun. June's heart beat fast.
And McDowell had ceased to analyze or attempt to understand him. The law, baffled in its curiosity, had come to accept him as a weird and wonderful mechanism a thing more than a man possessed of an unholy power. This power was the oriental's marvelous ability to remember faces. Once Shan Tung looked at a face, it was photographed in his memory for years.
Look after the lady an' her father, Rainey." Tamada entered as if nothing had happened. He carried a tray of dishes and cutlery that he laid down on the table. "Never mind settin' a place for Carlsen, Tamada," said Lund. "He's lost his appetite permanent." The Oriental's face did not change. "Yes, sir," he answered. The girl shuddered.
These free givers of labor had something of the Oriental's notion of the sacred ratification of friendship by a feast. The usual dimensions of a cabin were sixteen by twenty feet. The timber for the building, having been already cut, lay at hand logs of hickory, oak, young pine, walnut, or persimmon.
The doctor had already taken out a note-book and pencil, and was drawing his watch from his pocket. He stepped into the summer-house, and, lifting the Oriental's limp arm, took account of his pulse. Then, with head bowed low, side-wise, he listened for the heart-action.
His lithe figure stood out almost Anglo-Saxon amid the crowds of hulking undersized young men, and though his manners were not so good as a Christian's she never forgot his blunder at her father's dinner-party still, he looked up to one with almost a Christian's adoration, instead of sizing one up with an Oriental's calculation.
For a space the oriental's evil eyes had widened, exposing wider rims of saffron white, betraying his amazement, the shock of Keith's unexpected revolt, and then the lids closed slowly, until only dark and menacing gleams of fire shot between them, and Keith thought of the eyes of a snake.
These last words were uttered, not in the tone of flattery, but with an accent of sincere conviction, and with that sort of passionate veneration and almost timid fervor, which mark the believer talking of his faith; but what is impossible to describe, is the ineffable harmony of these almost religious words, with the mild, deep tone of the young Oriental's voice as well as the ardent expression of amorous melancholy, which gave an irresistible charm to his enchanting features.
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