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I asked, and I saw Jack look wonderingly at the touch of formality in my tone. "No, I cannot say that," he returned gravely, "but I am so much better off than so many of the other poor chaps who survived, that I have no right to complain. Mine was a body wound, and while I shall feel its effects on my general health for years, perhaps all my life, yet I am not crippled."
This was the sort of thing that he had read so often summed up in a line of the Official Despatch or a two-line newspaper paragraph: 'A mine was successfully exploded under a section of the enemy's trench. A mine his mine. . . . 'God! the Subaltern said softly under his breath, and looked wonderingly about him.
And his sister and Lady Claire would ask about her, and Lady Claire would say, "How odd fancy!" in that rather clipped and high-bred voice of hers.... But she was not going to think about it! She opened more music, stared wonderingly at the unfamiliar pages, read the English translation beneath the German lines, then pushed them away, her cheeks the pinker.
Tears stood in the girl's eyes as she finished up her curiously twisted self-accusations. And the sincerity of her words was not to be doubted for a moment. Iredale had listened wonderingly, and he marvelled to himself at the wonders of perspective in a woman's mind. "And you are prepared to undertake the matter alone?" "Mother is helping me it costs money." "Just so.
Howell pronounced a most delightful village, assuring Ella that she could not well avoid being happy and contented. Very wonderingly the large childish blue eyes went up to the face of Mrs. Howell, who, interpreting aright their expression, casually remarked that when she was young, she fell into the foolish error of thinking there could be nobody outside the walls of a city.
"I'll bring it here," said Clif, with a sudden resolve. He began divesting himself of his blouse and trousers as he spoke. "What do you mean to do, sir?" asked the men, wonderingly. "Swim for it," replied Clif. "That's the only way." "But, sir " "Don't delay me," said Clif. "Every moment is precious now."
"Quick, let some more out, Washington. Let out all there is in that tank. It will save our lives." Wonderingly Washington obeyed. The air in the ship was growing more foul every second. It was hard to breathe even on the floor, and all were gasping for breath. A few minutes more and they would all become unconscious and death would come in a little while if the air was not freshened.
Then the maid threw open the studio door and they saw Nan sitting in a chair beside a recently lit fire, her hands clasped round her knees. She turned at the sound of their entrance and, as her eyes fell upon Peter, she rose slowly to her feet, staring at him, while every drop of colour drained away from her face. "Peter!" she cried wonderingly. "Peter!"
I next heard something like a low sob near me, and it caused a faint thrill among my sluggish nerves. Surely I had heard that sound before, and curiosity so far asserted itself that I opened my eyes and looked wonderingly around. The room was unfamiliar, and yet I was certain I had seen it on some previous occasion.
Two or three passers-by halted wonderingly and Prettilove, the hairdresser, moved across the pavement from his shop door where he had been taking the air. "My good fellow," said I, "you have lost your temper and are talking drivel. Kindly unhand my donkey." Prettilove, who has a sycophantic sense of humour, burst into a loud guffaw.
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