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"I ought to be the last one to grumble. But in spite of all the rush, I have missed the dear old quartette." "So have I," declared Ruth earnestly. "Twenty minutes to four. They will soon be here." "Yes. I asked Grace to come as early as possible," said Arline. "There, I hear the bell now." Arline whisked out of the room and peered anxiously over the baluster. "Hello, Grace," she called joyously.
Over the baluster she flung cushion after cushion, until Arabella's curiosity forced her to question. "What ever are you going to do with all those cushions?" she asked. Patricia looked very wise. "Oh, you'll see," she said, and when she had reached the lower hall she peeped out. "Here it is!" she said. Arabella looked. "Why, that's an old pung!" she said "Well, who said it wasn't?"
It had been too much. This torpor of sudden weakness was merciful. Now she would go to bed and sleep. It took her a long time to go upstairs; her head whirled, and if she had not clung to the baluster she would have fallen. In the passage above she paused outside Augustine's door and listened. She heard him move inside, walking to his window, to lean out into the night, probably, as was his wont.
All along the street I met not a soul, and when I reached home, after shutting the door of our lower passage, it seemed warm to me, although the little stream that ran from the yard along the wall was frozen. I stopped a moment to take breath; then I ascended in the dark, my hand on the baluster. When I opened the door of my room, the cheerful warmth of the stove was grateful indeed.
"But life is a longer while " "Yes it is too long " There was a note in her voice he had not heard before. He glanced at her inquisitively, but she went up the steps, one hand extended over the baluster to his, laughing mischievously. "Good night, Mr. Markham. Thanks for the breakfast and the philosophy. But please remember that people who love in glass houses shouldn't cast aspersions."
Mabel Ashe's graceful, welcoming figure leaning over the baluster waiting for her was the first thing that attracted her attention as she stepped inside the hall at Holland House. "Come right up," invited Mabel. "We'll have a little while together before dinner. Did you bring your notebook?" "Yes," replied Grace. "Remember, you are to help me choose a subject for my theme.
We will leave Danglars struggling with the demon of hatred, and endeavoring to insinuate in the ear of the shipowner some evil suspicions against his comrade, and follow Dantes, who, after having traversed La Canebiere, took the Rue de Noailles, and entering a small house, on the left of the Allees de Meillan, rapidly ascended four flights of a dark staircase, holding the baluster with one hand, while with the other he repressed the beatings of his heart, and paused before a half-open door, from which he could see the whole of a small room.
The man recovered his balance and struck viciously at the servant. Then he clutched the baluster, and stumbled his way up the stairs. Lewis was frightened. He turned and hurried through the great, silent drawing-rooms, through the somber library, to the little passage to H lne's room. He met the footman who had gone to announce him. He did not stop to hear what he said.
Both mother and son step hastily forward to the baluster rail, and resting hands on it, again strain their eyes outward, now as never before, at the same time listening as for some signal sound, on the hearing of which hung their very lives.
By the time she had passed the iron gates, mounted the drive, and set her foot upon the broad flagged terrace, the night had come completely; the palace front was thick with lighted windows; and along the balustrade, the lamp on every twentieth baluster shone clear.
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