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Arise in thy might, I say, and let our enemies be scattered!" Then he wiped his forehead, looked round in recognition of the sehr guts and ausserordentlich schon gesagts that were being flung about, re-lit his cigar with the aid of the Herr Lehrer, who sprang obsequiously forward with a match, and sat down. Wasn't it a good thing he sat down. I felt so much happier.
His countenance reminded one of a lamp quenched, waiting to be re-lit and alas! it was not himself that could now kindle the lustre of animated expression: he was dependent on another for that office! I had meant to be gay and careless, but the powerlessness of the strong man touched my heart to the quick: still I accosted him with what vivacity I could.
There was a pause, then the familiar shummer and they were on the warp-line drive. As usual, the shummer had put out Garth's cigar. He re-lit it and went on. "When we began using warp-line travel we hit Onzar in the first fifty years of exploration. Practically had to. It's only a parsec from the confluence of nine lines running between our part of the Galaxy and the Darzent Empire.
An-ina say this thing 'the greatest ever." She was gone and had returned again before Marcel had dragged himself back from his contemplation of the things which he desired to talk of. It was a gentle hint from An-ina that roused him. "Oh, yes? An-ina listen." Marcel started. He stirred his great bulk, and re-lit the pipe he had failed to keep alight.
He bade him go and play some music, having first admonished him gravely about the necessity of keeping some watch and ward over his tongue. Then the pipe was re-lit, and a fury of sound arose at the other end of the room.
I will take you myself if you will not go with Jean. Be careful of her, Jean." "Ay, will I," Jean answered, then burst into tears. "Mr. Dishart," she cried, "if they take my father they'd best take my mither too." The two women went back to the manse, where Jean re-lit the fire, having nothing else to do, and boiled the kettle, while Margaret wandered in anguish from room to room.
A few minutes thereafter Nina, still dressed as she had come home from the theatre, entered the room, re-lit the gas, and noiselessly proceeded to clear a portion of the table, on which she placed writing materials.
They were moments such as Marcel would never know again. For all the waiting his happiness was well-nigh perfect. His pipe went out. It was re-lit in the contemplative fashion of habit. A whimper from the slumbering dogs left him indifferent. Only when the flames of his fire grew less did he bestir himself. A great replenishment and his final task was completed. Again he returned to his seat.
There had been a time in his life long ago, when he was very young when heart and sentiment had very nearly overthrown reason in his own case and sometimes he was inclined to regret that such overthrow had been averted. "For the moment it is perhaps worth everything else!" he mused "But for the moment only! The ecstasy does not last." His cigar had gone out again, and he re-lit it.
Joris re-lit his pipe, and Lysbet went softly and thoughtfully about her household duties. It was one of those hours in which Life distills for us her vague melancholy wine; and Joris and Lysbet drank deeply of it. The moon was in its third day, and the silent crescent has no calmer and sweeter time; yet Joris it inclined to a sad presentiment.
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