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The gut of the pass rose toward Zeitoon at a sharp incline a ramp of slippery wet clay, half a mile long, reaching across from buttress to buttress of the impregnable hills. It was more than a ridden mule could do to keep its feet on the slope, and we had to dismount.
Perhaps it's that that comforts them. Perhaps if I if I had whiskers and a and a purr " The cat leaped suddenly to her feet and shook herself violently. Something hot and wet had fallen on her beautiful stomach.
Ah lavish favours on the love mad, whom * Taste of thy wrath and parting woe shall slay: In sooth for love I'm wet with railing tears, * That rail mine eyelids blood thou mightest say: No marvel what I bear for love, 'tis marvel * That any know my "me" while thou'rt away: Unlawful were our union did I doubt * Thy love, or heart incline to other May." And eke these words:
"I'd show him, if I had him in here for twenty minutes!" "That fellow's interested me," said Crothers. "He's got me thinking. I vote we investigate him." "How?" "Ashore, fathead." "There'll be no shore leave." "No? You left off being wet nurse to the dawg?" "I brush him, mornin's; if that's what you mean." "Is he fit?" "Fit to fight a bumboat full o' pilots!" "Could he be sick for an hour?"
There was the sound of a struggle and wrestling, a turmoil in the wet shrubberies, branches cracking. "Let me go, da " cried the voice, drowned again at half a word, as by a powerful hand upon a screaming mouth.
The poor mother could not finish her sentence, but bent down and kissed the wet cheek of the boy. "Of course it means," said Horace, after a pause, "we shall have to give up Garden Vale, and leave Wilderham too. And Reg was sure of a scholarship next term. I say, mother, what are we to do?" "We are all strong enough to do something, dear boy," said Mrs Cruden.
Then they went back for their wet tent, axes, rifles, blankets, and a bag of flour, and when they had reloaded the canoe, they took up the poles again.
He drew her away, his arm around her, holding her closely, comforting her. "It might have been you," he said. She lifted her wet face from his shoulder. "It was it would have been but for " "All right," he interrupted. "Don't say any more!" He left her to recover herself and went back to Fletcher Hill, sardonically awaiting him. "On a wrong scent this time," he said.
In vain Nancy pleaded, and was still endeavouring to persuade mother to take off her wet garments, when I at last fell asleep. When I awoke in the morning I saw Nancy alone bustling about the room. I soon jumped into my clothes. My first question was for father. "He's not yet come back, Peter," she answered.
They agreed with him as heartily as people could who were feeling so depressed. "A public loss," he added; and again they concurred. "That will have to be taken into consideration in making the arrangements," he went on. They looked graver than ever. "Something like Sir James Maitland's?" suggested Mrs. Donaldson. "Something of the sort," said he. "I only hope it will not be a wet day," said Mrs.
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