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The land dropped away beneath us; visually concave at first as the circular horizon seemed to rise with us. The sky overhead fortunately was empty nothing in sight to bar our outward flight. And we carried no lights. In a moment or two, so swiftly did we gather velocity, the lights of Venia a distant patch of them were visible. Then, further away, I presently saw the grey expanse of open sea.
Nobody paid any attention to him; even Venia, seeing that he was safe, was on her knees by the side of the unconscious Blundell. "He he's shamming," bawled the neglected Mr. Turnbull. "Shame!" said somebody, without even looking round. "He pushed me in," repeated Mr. Turnbull. "He pushed me in." "Oh, father," said Venia, with a scandalised glance at him, "how can you?"
Tarrano's note was indeed, complete defiance. He would not yield up the Brende light. Nor would he deliver himself in Washington for trial. In the suave, courteous language of diplomacy, he deplored the unreasonable attitude of the Earth leaders. Ironically, he suggested that they declare war. He would be overwhelmed in Venia, of course.
As for the sign itself; albeit the ancients did interpret the sign of the letter Tau, to have been the sign of the cross, yet saith Junius, Bona illorum venia; Tquidem Graecorum, Latinorumque majusculum, crucis quodam modo signum videtur effingere, verum hoc ad literam Haebreorum Tau non potest pertinere.
As we drove through Uekeritze a number of people flocked together, but were quiet enough, save one fellow who, salva venia, mocked at us with unseemly gestures in the midst of the road when he saw us coming. The constable had to jump down again, but could not catch him, and the others would not give him up, but pretended that they had only looked at our coach and had not marked him.
"After a time you can open your eyes," went on his instructor; "then, if I were you, I should say, 'Good-bye, Venia, and close 'em again. Work it up affecting, and send messages to your aunts." "It sounds all right," said Blundell. "It is all right," said Mr. Turnbull. "That's just the bare idea I've given you. It's for you to improve upon it. You've got two days to think about it." Mr.
Venia and the sergeant, turning hastily, were just in time to see the fountain which ensued on his immersion. "Oh, save him!" cried Venia. The sergeant ran to the edge and gazed in helpless dismay as Mr. Turnbull came to the surface and disappeared again. At the same moment Blundell, who had thrown off his coat, dived into the harbour and, rising rapidly to the surface, caught the fast-choking Mr.
"As plucky a thing as ever I see. If I 'adn't ha' been 'andy with that there line you'd both ha' been drownded." "Give my love to everybody," said Blundell, faintly. "Good-bye, Venia. Good-bye, Mr. Turnbull." "Where's that barrel?" demanded the stout fisher-man, crisply. "Going to be all night with it? Now, two of you " Mr.
It's a secret, because if Venia got to hear of it she'd keep single to prevent it. She's just that sort of girl." Mr. Blundell coughed, but did not deny it. "Who is it?" he inquired. "Miss Sippet," was the reply. "She couldn't hold her own for half an hour against Venia." Mr. Blundell, a great stickler for accuracy, reduced the time to five minutes. "And now," said the aggrieved Mr.
Turnbull sniffed, and took a turn up and down the room; then he closed the door and came toward his friend again. "I dare say you're surprised at me being so anxious to get rid of Venia," he said, slowly, "but the fact is I'm thinking of marrying again myself." "You!" said the startled Mr. Blundell. "Yes, me," said the other, somewhat sharply. "But she won't marry so long as Venia is at home.
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