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I know it, whether you do or not; and some night, when you are all asleep in the quarter, and I am away on the water fighting for the flag I believe in, something, I don't know just how it will look, will walk into a certain cabin down there and take a man out: and it will be a long time before you will hear of him again. You'll be astonished when you wake up the next morning.
As he sat silently watching the white streak of foam in the wake of the vessel, he could see, as in a mirror, all the details of that flowery parlor; he could hear the continuous flow of the fountain in the garden, and the melodious tones of "Buena Notte, amato bene." Arrived in Boston, his first inquiry of the merchants was whether they had heard anything of Mr. Royal.
When he did wake it was broad day; the coils of pack-thread were lying on the floor scarcely diminished; the brook was singing in the garden, and when he went to the window, he saw the wheel spinning merrily round.
Now am I sure of thee; and I will no more doubt thee not if I wake in the night and find thee standing over me with a drawn dagger like Judith. An' my worthy Bayly had been at home, perchance this had not happened; but forgive me, Dorothy, for the gout is the sting of the devil's own tail, and driveth men mad. Verily, it seemeth now as if I could never have behaved to thee as I have done.
Then Ralph seemed to wake up as from a dream, and he arose, and said: "Thou art in the right, Sage, and to mine eyes it seemeth that both thou and I shall be sharers in the war and the victory." And therewith he fell to striding up and down the hall, while the two maidens sat gazing on him with gleaming eyes and flushed cheeks.
Imogen did not lose her look of lightness, but Jack fancied in the steadiness of the gaze that she bent upon her mother a controlled anger. "One may be useful, Imogen, without wearing any badge of usefulness," Mrs. Wake now observed. Her bonnet, as usual, on one side, and her hair much disarranged, she had listened to the colloquy in silence. Imogen was always very sweet with Mrs. Wake.
Norah soon followed her father on deck, and the rising sun shining on the white canvas of the ship astern revealed her more clearly to view. "Is that ship chasing us?" she asked, with a little trepidation in her voice. "She is following in our wake, but she may be a friend for all that," answered Owen, anxious not to alarm Norah.
Billy still sat, apparently reading, though she had not turned a page. The book now, however, was right side up. One by one other minutes passed till the great clock in the hall struck nine long strokes. "Well, well, bless my soul!" mumbled Uncle William, resolutely forcing himself to wake up. "What time was that?" "Nine o'clock." Billy spoke with tragic distinctness, yet very cheerfully. "Eh?
I am sure to wake often, and I will speak to you from time to time." That was the longest night of my life! The first part was not the worst. By what I really thought a fortunate chance it was a club night of some kind at Silberbach a musical club, of course; and all the musically-gifted peasants of the countryside assembled in the sanded parlour of the "Katze."
An imperative need had just come over him to see Jean at once, to look at him at his leisure, to surprise him in his sleep, while the calm countenance and relaxed features were at rest and all the grimace of life put off. Thus he might catch the dormant secret of his physiognomy, and if any appreciable likeness existed it would not escape him. But supposing Jean were to wake, what could he say?
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