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"There is a hack coming up the avenue, Eva. Can we be going to have a visitor this stormy day?" suddenly exclaimed the eldest boy, glancing out of the window near where he stood. "Yes, it has come to a standstill at the foot of the veranda steps, and the driver seems to be getting ready to help someone out." "A lady!
"Dyce!" she cried softly. "I have found Jesus Christ!" Reginald Hawthorne lay upon a couch on the wide veranda of his lovely home. The birds held high carnival around him, nesting in the large cherry tree, playing hide and seek among the fragrant apple blossoms and making the air melodious with their merry songs.
So silent and intent did the group on the veranda become, that faint, yet sharply distinct, even at that distance, the thrashing of the horse's hoofs floated to their straining ears on the still morning air, and set them wondering. On came the man at a furious pace. He was leaning far over his horse's neck, so that the whole weight of his body was well clear of the saddle.
She kept her eyes closed and held tight to the little hand! She was standing in a wide, brick-floored veranda with a steeply sloping roof. The open sides were wreathed with morning-glories, their deep-blue petals wide-spreading to the early sun.
One Saturday afternoon he called at the house; she was compelled to share some of her perplexities. "He seems so very feeble," she remarked. They were sitting on the veranda some distance from Oliphant's room, yet their conversation was furtive. "Perhaps he should see a doctor or a minister." "No, I don't think so," Edwards replied, assuringly.
Uncle Zeke's pipe had gone out sure sign that Uncle Zeke's mind was not at rest. For five minutes the old man had occupied in frowning silence the other of my veranda rocking-chairs. As I expected, however, I had not long to wait. "I met old Sam Hadley an' his wife in the cemetery just now," he observed. "Yes?"
Suddenly he pulled up. "No. Whoever she is I shall know in time. Things come round. It's almost uncanny as it stands, but then it was uncanny it has all been so since the start." He turned to the window again, raised his hat to it, walked quickly out into the road and made his way to the View hotel. As he came upon the veranda Mildred Margrave passed him.
Just at the wrong time, after the time-honored fashion of quarrels. He was ready to twine the vine about the veranda posts of the house on the knoll where the spring and the big trees were, she was ready to plant the fig-tree.
A thick yellow atmosphere of cigarette smoke, through which the inmates appeared like brown shadows, pervaded the room. The young man hesitated before this pestilential interior, and took a seat on a bench on the veranda. After a moment's interval, the yellow landlord came to the door with a look of inquiry, which Guest answered by a demand for lodging and supper.
She knew at once that he had ridden out her favorite route, perhaps in the hope of seeing her. Her heart tightened strangely as she walked her horse up the hill, and she would have passed home but for the intelligence of her animal, which turned in toward the house quite naturally. Her mother was on the side veranda. "Patty, you have worried us all.
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