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She sank back in the shadows of her litter, covered her face with her hands and shuddered because of the imminence of her trial. So they journeyed on, till at last Masanath fell asleep not from indifference, for her fears exhausted her but because her mind still retained babyhood's way of comforting itself when too roughly beset.
Little she knew or recked, poor child! how far was this present desolate France from her babyhood's sunny home. Having conquered the grand difficulty of getting there, she saw no other difficulties in her path just now. "Oh, Maurice! we are safe in our own country," she said, in a tone of ecstasy, to the little boy.
Much as Joanna was inclined to boast of her new bathroom at Ansdore, she did not personally make much use of it, having perhaps a secret fear of its unfriendly whiteness, and a love of the homely, steaming jug which had been the fount of her ablutions since her babyhood's tub was given up.
For they asked what she, Damaris, meant to say, meant to do, when he her father, the all-powerful Commissioner Sahib of her babyhood's faith and devotion came home here, came back? Yet whose eyes, after all, were they which thus asked? Was it not, rather the younger man, the bearded one, who claimed, and of right, an answer to that question?
He always liked playing with children: as emperor, would often stop in his walks through the streets to join in a game with the street-boys. But with Livia's elder son, Tiberius, he was different. Tiberius had no charm of manner: Drusus his brother quite put him in the shade. He carried with him the scars of his babyhood's perilous adventures, and the terror of that unremembered night of fire.
Robin was a genuine reason, but perhaps also at moments an excuse. Was there not sometimes in the quiet little house, quiet unless disturbed by babyhood's occasional outbursts, a strange new atmosphere, delicate and subdued, which hinted at silent walks, at twilight dreamings, at slowly pacing feet, bowed heads and wide-eyed contemplation?
"You can go and get dressed for dinner now. And to-morrow morning if I'm not using the wheel maybe I'll let you use it awhile." "Oh, fank you!" said Cecelia Anne who had never quite outgrown her babyhood's lisp, "and can I have the saddle lowered so's I can reach the pedals?" "Oh, I s'pose so," said Jimmie grudgingly. "Sometimes you act just like a girl.
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