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I forgot that was not the purse," and Cora went in doors, presently returning with some small coins. "Here, Ed," she said, her voice trembling. "Do pay that man, and let him go. I I am so frightened!" "Cora," whispered Bess, "was your ring in that purse?" "Hush," cautioned the other girl. "Let us try to make things brighter.
Then he took his other blanket and went to the shadow which was Marjory. It was something like putting a wrap about the shoulders of a statue. He was base enough to linger in the hopes that he could detect some slight trembling but as far as lie knew she was of stone.
But as she retraced every word and look of the past hour, she came back at last to the horrible recollection of the Indian who had alarmed her. That hideous besotted face seemed to stare at her again through the obscurity, and, trembling with fright, she hurried through the garden and up the verandah steps. Mrs.
Dey am all gone, honey and de mists come back but yo' am dar lying dar de mountains around yo' yo' am dar fo'ebber and ebber and " Here she broke into wild sobbing and moaning, tossing her white hair with her trembling withered arms, a moving picture of an inspired dusky sibyl. Mauville shrugged his shoulders. "We're losing time, mammy," he exclaimed.
It was very awkward for Peter, and more awkward still when the barman came up and told 'im to take Bill outside. "Go on," he ses, "out with 'im." "He's all right," ses Peter, trembling; "we's the truest-'arted gentleman in London. Ain't you, Bill?" Bill said he was, and 'e asked the barman to go and hide 'is face because it reminded 'im of a little dog 'e had 'ad once wot 'ad died.
It was like a hand reaching out from a grave, or a voice calling to him from a tomb. Alone on that little, sea-grit isle, trembling beneath the waves that beat upon it, and in the fast-gathering darkness he stood for a moment spellbound.
Then, too, I was haunted by the picture of a lonely girl in a strange land, crying out in the night for her dead father. I was trembling with new emotion that evening when I brought my invalid in from the garden, and tucked her into bed.
Her voice sank to a whisper: "He he was killed in the second cyclone a few days ago." "Ah!" muttered the young earl. After a pause, he asked in a tone of profound sympathy, "And the others Lady Bayrose?" "Don't ask! don't ask!" she cried, shuddering and trembling.
"Myra!" She was trembling; a moment more she would be in his arms, sobbing, forgiving him. But she hurried on in an unnatural way. "You wanted to speak to me I'm waiting. Why don't you speak?" It was a blow in the face; his own voice hardened then. "You're making it very hard for me." She said nothing, and he had to go on.
From their prison in the town the trembling prior and his monks were brought back to their own chapter-house. The spoil of their registry the papal bulls and the royal charters, the deeds and bonds and mortgages of the townsmen were laid before them.
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