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We will ruffle it, lad, and go to France all gold, like Midas! Are mine eyes too red? I must look sad, you know, and sigh very pitifully. Ah, we will ruffle it! Another cup of sack, Bardolph; I am a rogue if I have drunk to-day. And avaunt! vanish! for the lady comes."
And now began a fight that yet indeed was no fight, for seeing we had the range of them whereas their shot fell pitifully short, Belvedere kept away and presently let fly at them with every heavy gun that bore, and, as the smoke thinned, I saw her foremast totter and fall, and her high, weather-beaten side sorely splintered by our shot.
"Not now.... Not yet," she said, holding up her hand as though to ward him off. "You mustn't." His face fell and he stopped short. He was hurt surprised. He did not understand, did not know what to make of her attitude. "Wait," she said, pitifully. "Oh, be patient with me.... I will marry you. I will be a good a faithful wife to you.... But you must be patient with me.
Brencherly entered the adjoining apartment without deigning an answer, switched on the lights and approached the bed. The wizen little woman, with her disheveled white hair and tumbled garments looked pitifully weak and helpless; her thin, claw-like hands clutching at the pillow in a childish pose. Her captor stared at her intently, his brain crowded with strange thoughts. Who was she?
"Alves." It seemed pitifully inadequate a few wavering lines to tell the tale of the volumes in her heart. But with a sigh she pushed back the chair and gathered her hat and cape. Once more she hesitated, and seeing that the fire in the stove was low, replenished it.
Then he sagged pitifully, and Robert caught him by the shoulders and shook him with a rough, boyish impatience. "Don't be an idiot. It doesn't matter all that much. Exams are not everything. Everyone knows that. We'll find something else. If your people are too beastly, you'll come and share with us. I'll see you through it'll be all right." But a baffling change came over Cosgrave.
She must get out. She might be lost in here for days, freeze to death and lie embedded in the ice like corpses she had read of, kept perfectly preserved until the melting of a glacier. Harry probably thought she had left with the others he had gone by now; no one would know until next day. She reached pitifully for the wall. Forty inches thick, they had said forty inches thick!
She shrank away from him, for his aspect was not reassuring. "You know she has given up her work she is " "I know all about it, Mrs. Kilgour. But I want to ask you whether she has given up her work in order to marry me at once?" "Why, I She said I think it will come about all right, Dicky." She was pitifully unnerved. "Have you told her why she must marry me?"
"I'll jest die at home, Davie," she said in her quiet voice. "You'll take the money put away for our buryin' an' go, dearie!" Davie cried out fiercely. His gaunt frame, stooped as a scholar's, shook so pitifully with his grief, she had not the heart to gainsay him, but after she promised him it only shook the more.
Somehow in the stillness of the room, against the look in the girl's eyes, words seemed so pitifully futile, so blatant, so utterly trivial. Sue's face was averted, eyes on floor, hands tensely clasping those of her father. Absolute stillness held the room. The colonel was staring at the girl's bent head. "It's it's all right, girlie. All right, don't fret," he murmured thickly.
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