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"I? I? What did I tell you?" said Pierre suddenly, rising and beginning to pace up and down the room. "I always thought it.... That girl is such a treasure... she is a rare girl.... My dear friend, I entreat you, don't philosophize, don't doubt, marry, marry, marry.... And I am sure there will not be a happier man than you." "But what of her?" "She loves you."
Miss Mayfield's eyes met his pleasantly and quietly. "I'm sorry to part with you so soon," she said, as she stepped back a pace or two with folded hands. "Of course every moment of your time now is occupied. You must not think of wasting it on me." But Jeff had recovered his sad composure. "I'd like to go with you, Miss Mayfield. It's the last time, you know," he added simply.
"Tell him to drive away from here," she whispered, "to drive anywhere, but away from here." "Drive straight on," Tavernake directed, "along Fleet Street and up Holborn. I will give you the address later on." The man changed his speed and their pace increased. Tavernake sat quite still, dumfounded by these amazing happenings.
On hearing it the well-trained quadruped wheeled, as upon a pivot, and in a shambling, but quick pace, started back towards the ravine, whence it had late issued.
The sciences are not here to be considered: in these our progress has been so great, that seeing the moral and religious improvement of the nation has in no degree kept pace with it, you have reasonably questioned whether we have not advanced in certain branches, farther and faster than is conducive to, or perhaps consistent with, the general good.
It is needless to prolong the sufferings which these poor boys feel already." "Silence, and begone!" exclaimed Hunston fiercely. "You have no right to speak to the men." "I have every right," returned the woman, boldly. "Silence yourself, I say, and know your place!" Her voice and manner half-awed Hunston, who fell back a pace or two.
At least he would make one more effort. So he quickened his pace. Oliver turned and saw him coming. But he did not wait. He walked on slowly as before, apparently indifferent to the approach of anybody. This was a damper certainly to Wraysford. At least Oliver might have guessed why his friend was coming after him. It was desperately hard to know how to begin a conversation.
But the cold cramped him and he was glad to see the graying sky of pre-dawn. He swallowed two ration tablets and a couple of mouthfuls of water from his canteen and started on. By sunup he had reached the ledge of the waterfall, and he hurried along the ancient road at a pace which increased to a run the closer he drew to the valley.
"You reached the general first," said Dalton, "but I tried my best to beat you." "But I started first, George, old fellow. That gave me the advantage over you." "It's fine of you to say it. The army has quickened its pace since we came. A part of it, at least, ought to arrive at the river to-morrow, though their cavalry are skirmishing continually on our flanks. Don't you hear the rifles?"
The coachman took the packages from me without reply, climbed to his seat, touched the horse with his whip and drove off at a rapid pace towards Newington Butts. The little clock in the consulting-room showed that it was close on eleven; time for a tired G.P. to be thinking of bed. But I was not sleepy.
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