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They were close to the Tenements now, and Sam'l looked as if he were on his way to be hanged. "Sam'l!" "Ay, Sanders." "Did ye did ye kiss her, Sam'l?" "Na." "Hoo?" "There's was varra little time, Sanders." "Half an 'oor," said Sanders. "Was there? Man Sanders, to tell ye the truth, I never thocht o't." Then the soul of Sanders Elshioner was filled with contempt for Sam'l Dickie.
Sanders waited no longer. He crawled back from the lip of the ravine a dozen yards, drew his revolver, and fired twice. His guess had been that the attacking party, startled at the shots, would hesitate and draw together for a whispered conference. This was exactly what occurred. An explosion tore to shreds the stillness of the night. Before the first had died away a second one boomed out.
Sanders, the purser, to be a respectable, religious man, having as little love for Papists and Jacobites as I had myself. He received me without much civility, but if he showed me no great favour neither did he do me any injury, and in his accounts he cheated the crew as little as any purser I ever heard of.
"It seems to me," her aunt remarked, "I heard your mother telling somebody the other day that you had said the same thing about the King of Spain." Florence laughed. "Oh, that was only a passing fancy," she said lightly. "Aunt Julia, what's Newland Sanders supposed to do?" "I think he hasn't entered any business or profession yet." "I bet he couldn't," her niece declared.
He would doubtless have seen the Egyptian before morning broke, but she would not have come upon him like a witch. There are, I dare say, many lovers who would never have been drawn to each other had they met for the first time, as, say, they met the second time. But such dreaming is to no purpose. Gavin met Sanders Webster, the mole-catcher, and was persuaded by him to go home by Caddam Wood.
He's got several acres of water backed up there for irrigation purposes." "Let's go up and look it over." Bob showed a mild surprise. "Why, yes, if you want to take some exercise. This is my busy day, but " Sanders ignored the hint. He led the way up a stiff trail that took them to the mouth of the cañon. Across the face of this a dam stretched. They climbed to the top of it.
"It was a shot fired over there; a revolver I should say. Wait a second, Sanders, until I see what has happened." It was largely curiosity which led him to leave the car. The very conviction that it was a revolver which had been discharged brought a desire to learn the cause of the shot.
Sanders was not to be seen, but they guessed rightly the reason why. Thinking he had ample time, he had gone round by the main road to save his boots perhaps a little scared by what was coming. Sam'l's design was to forestall him by taking the shorter path over the burn and up the commonty.
His story came to unsympathetic ears. "In my opinion," said Sanders, "if you mean that other fellow, he didn't injure Parson half as much as he hurt himself." That, too, was an old story in the Eleventh by this time. Six long months was Davies absent from the regiment on his map-work at division head-quarters.
The sound of breathing may have been of his own, but is not unlikely to have been the transferred sound of the breathing of one of two people hypnotising him. That he actually felt some one making passes over him is not an error; he had two antagonists; one of whom, like the young engineer Cleave, was hypnotised by the other, both willing the hypnotism of Sanders.
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