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She went to sit on the gorgeous brocade sofa, arranging herself amid the multitude of cushions so as to listen long and happily. Estelle preferring a straight-backed chair, Gerald took the other corner of Aurora's sofa. Immediately Ceccherelli opened with "Souvenir de Sainte-Hélène." Aurora, respectful to the artist, talked in a whisper. "He's so talented!
But Aurora's hold on Jim had not weakened so far as he could judge, and the time came at length when his restless spirit drove him on. He broke the news to Jim one night as they lay in their bunks, he smoking, Jim reading. 'I'm full o' this, old man, he said abruptly. 'Of what? 'Oh, of Diamond Gully! I reckon it's played out or thereabouts.
Gerald stood, very collected, if a trifle pale, holding, like a proper votary, a bouquet starry handful of sweet white hedge-roses, which he offered as soon as Aurora entered, saying he had picked them for her that morning in the country near Castel di Poggio. The meeting, in Aurora's jubilant sense of it, went off beautifully. She said in a pleasant, easy tone and her company English,
The windows blush with fresh bouquets, Cut with the May-dew on their lips; The radish all its bloom displays, Pink as Aurora's finger-tips. Nor less the flood of light that showers On beauty's changed corolla-shades, The walks are gay as bridal bowers With rows of many-petalled maids.
Their conversation was far beyond Leslie's, she did not understand any of it, though every syllable reached her ear. The marked Englishness of Antonia's speech caused an almost necessity in Aurora to say the words after her, echoing their peculiarity. Her lips unconsciously moved. Aurora's eyes were busy as well as her ears. Antonia was clad in a tea-gown Aurora thought it was a wrapper.
We saw it first and got to going first, but the Aurora's boat and the steamer's boat were nearer, and so when we were all under good headway there were two lengths or so that we had to make up on each. Well, that was all right. Two lengths weren't so many, and we drove her.
They agreed that one thing they could be sure of was that the Vishni Fleet people and any other human beings who might have been on the station when it was turned over to the king plasmoid were no longer alive. Unless, of course, something had been done to them much more drastic than had happened to the Aurora's crew.
Well, t' Aurora's men aboard t' Good Fortune cried out "might they fire down t' hatches, and bring t' men out that a way?" and then t' specksioneer, he speaks, an' he says he stands ower t' hatches, and he has two good pistols, and summut besides, and he don't care for his life, bein' a bachelor, but all below are married men, yo' see, and he'll put an end to t' first two chaps as come near t' hatches.
If type could entrap one-half the pretty oddities of Aurora's speech, the arch, the pathetic, the grave, the earnest, the matter-of-fact, the ecstatic tones of her voice, nay, could it but reproduce the movement of her hands, the eloquence of her eyes, or the shapings of her mouth, ah! but type even the phonograph is such an inadequate thing!
He next spied Hamilton Spencer and Carlo Guerra, both genial fellows, left Aurora's side for an instant and brought them up. Aurora called back her attention and gave it to them. A certain success of smiles and bright eyes she was almost sure to have, with men.
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