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Had he been a man of decent habits of life, and of an honest purpose, would Cicero have dared to say to the Romans respecting him the words which he produced, not only in the second Philippic, which was unspoken, but also in the twelve which followed? The record of him, as far as it goes, is altogether bad. Plutarch tells us that he was handsome, and a good soldier, but altogether vicious.

Otherwise he must have looked at her, he must have turned to her; he must have owned the subtle attraction of her unspoken appeal when she drew a deep breath and slowly turned her eyes on him, mute, asking, waiting what he should offer. Surely he should have! Yet it was long before he responded.

Nevertheless the men were all certain that he was not guilty, and the ladies thought that whether he were guilty or not did not matter much. He certainly ought to be released from prison. But yet the Secretary doubted. In that unspoken but heartfelt accusation of cowardice which the judge had made against the great officer of State there had been some truth.

"'T is best left unspoken." "I want to know what he said of me," insisted Miss Meredith. "'T would only shame ye." "He he told of he did n't tell them I took the miniature?" faltered Janice. Again Evatt bit his lip, but this time to keep from smiling. "Worse than that, my child," he replied. "Why should he insult me?" protested Janice, proudly, but still colouring at the possibility.

"Yes, and he is a man, and, like most men, very dumb when they have anything at heart which requires care in the speaking. He knows no better than to let things be as they are; to leave the words all unspoken till he can say to you, 'Now is the time for us to go and get ourselves married; just as he might tell you that now was the time to go and dine." "But will he ever say that?"

She looked forward with longing, though unspoken interest to the homely object of Dixon's return from Milton; where, until now, the old servant had been busily engaged in winding up all the affairs of the Hale family. It had appeared a sudden famine to her heart, this entire cessation of any news respecting the people amongst whom she had lived so long.

She had as she understood it entered into a kind of unspoken agreement with her father not to do so, and that agreement Harold had realised and respected. Since their last letters to each other they had met once or twice casually or at church, interchanged a few indifferent words, though their eyes spoke another story, touched each other's hands and parted. That was absolutely all.

Old scenes, old dreams, had been suddenly blotted out. And in their place was the wonderful vision of a girl with vivid hair and gentle eyes. Nancy Nancy McDonald. The name was always with him now, unspoken, unwhispered even; but occupying every waking thought. It was a time of reckless resolve, of hot-headed planning. He knew in his sober moments how almost impossible was the position.

It was the first time he had mentioned Catherine's name in connection with the North R work. Flaxman could not mistake the emotion, the unspoken thanks in those eyes. He turned away, nervously knocking off the ashes of his cigar. But the two men understood each other. Two days later they were in London again. Robert was a great deal better, and beginning to kick against invalid restraints.

"Well, I hope he does," sighed Sol, the sigh being breathed to give expression of what remained unspoken. No matter what his hopes, his doubts were unshaken. No man had ever taken care of twenty acres of strawberries nor the twentieth part of one acre, for that matter in that community. No man could do it, according to the bone-deep belief of Sol and his kind.