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In the end they smashed it completely, burying the remains under a pile of rocks. Then, retrieving their net, they once more fastened Raf into it and turned downstream, as intent as ever upon reaching the sea. Dalgard wondered whether Those Others would ever discover what had become of their hound.
He's a long way off, which has often its effect, and there's no denying the fact that in many respects you and he are different." "Doesn't the same thing apply to you and Muriel? Everybody knows you get on excellently in spite of it." Herbert laughed. He was aware that his friends had wondered why he had married Muriel, and suspected that some of them believed her money had tempted him.
The swish of its tail is stilled. If it wag at all, it's but in friendship or because a gust of wind has stirred it from its dreams. I have wondered why Chinese restaurants are generally on the second story. A casual inquiry attests it. I know of one, it is true, on the ground level, yet here I suspect a special economy.
No wonder he had sought escape from his desolation in another marriage his loneliness without the lovely little mother must have been unbearable. What was the new wife like, he wondered? Was she like the lady of the manor he remembered? Could there be another such gentle, tender, flower-like woman on earth?
As Holland met the twinkling joy of those small blue eyes, he wondered if he would not be doing mankind a favour by putting a bullet into McVay before the dawn of another day. Unconscious of this possibility, McVay continued to his sister: "Well, it has all been a painful experience for you, my dear... a long and dangerous adventure for a woman, but you were at least warmly clad.
He had security! And at last he had a chance perhaps the chance he had been yearning for through which he was ultimately to prove himself a success!... He wondered yet more about Miss Sherwood. And again about her and Hunt.
She was silent; her thumb flicked at a note on the keyboard behind her. "But that's not what I mind in them most " She wondered at the rapidity with which his shyness was passing into effusiveness. But then was she not the "Mother-Confessor"? Had not even her favourite nuns told her things about their early lives, even when there was no moral to be pointed?
Yet what a web of lies has grown up about him. Shall I tell you, Bawn, what Joan told me before she died?" "If it eases you." "I have to share it with some one, and I can trust you not to think hardly of my poor Joan." I wondered what was coming, but I had not long to wait. My godmother looked at me again, straight into my eyes, as though she would see to the depths of my soul.
"Oh, she can't hurt him very much, even though she no longer has a husband to get in her way. Have you ever wondered how George Stribling stood her? It must have been a relief to find himself safely dead." "He stood her as one stands sultry weather probably, but with less hope of a change. He had that slow and heavy philosophy that wears well.
"You are getting what you have always wanted, aren't you?" I wondered in some trepidation whether by that word "always" she was making a deliberate reference to the past. "Always?" I repeated, rather fatuously. "Nearly always, ever since you have been a man." I was incapable of taking advantage of the opening, if it were one. She was baffling.
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