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There was no other way of conveying it through the windows but by hats, and this was rendered ineffectual by the eagerness and transports of the wretched prisoners, who at sight of it struggled and raved even into fits of delirium.
That was the damnable feature of the barbed thorns: once set, they held on as that strange plant held to its desert life. Ladd began to writhe, and sweat mingled with the blood on his face. He cursed and raved, and his movements made it almost impossible for Gale to do anything. "Put your knife-blade under an' tear it out!" shouted Ladd, hoarsely.
The wounds in his legs and side were closed and the great bruises on his back and head were reduced. When he, faint and weak, began to understand what was going on about him, he saw the face of one of the two women over whom he had raved in his delirium. In the hours when death seemed but a step away he had plaintively called for Grace and then for Tennys.
The porch had been converted into the cosiest of lounging places with willow furniture, scarlet cushions, rugs, birds, plants, etc., as well as small tables filled with the latest magazines and Aunt Susan's sewing baskets. They had a hammock at either end, and altogether it was lovely. Mrs. Hollister simply raved over it and the artistic interior with its fine old furniture.
And as he knelt beside her chafing her icy hands in helpless agony there burst in on him a tempestuous fury who raved and stormed and called on heaven to witness the iniquity of men. "Bete! animal!" she raged, "what have you done to her you and that rat-faced devil!" and she thrust her bulky figure between him and the bed.
In the midst of his roaring, to save himself from choking, he stripped and cast away his cravat, unbuttoned his waistcoat, and had the air and aspect of a half-naked pugilist. And this man comes from a judicial bench, and passes for an eloquent orator!" On another occasion, the same critic tells us, Douglas "raved an hour about democracy and anglophobia and universal empire."
To-night she seemed to feel that something was wrong. She went and stood by her father, and, stroking his gray hair kindly, she said: "What is he saying, daddy? Is he making you cry?" She looked at The Pilot defiantly. "No, no, child," said the old man, hastily, "sit here and listen." And while the storm raved outside we three sat listening to that ancient story of love ineffable.
She crouched still nearer, her breath and words coming hard and quick. 'Twas indeed as if she spoke to a living man who heard as if she answered what he had said. "There would be men in England who would give it me," she raved, whispering. "That would there, I swear! But there would be dullards and dastards who would not. He would give it he! Ay, mock as thou wilt!
"I don't claim that George is handsome, but he's the smartest man in our district and he'll make the House sit up yet." She giggled and rolled her eyes. "He was downright jealous because I came home from the reception and raved over the President," she announced. "Oh, my!" "Perhaps he's a Populist," suggested Betty. "Not much he ain't. He's a good Democrat with Silver principles."
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