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He had no time to think of it, for she offered him her lips again. The moment when he might have told her thus went by. It was but an impulse; for he still loved what he was doing, and took delight in the risks of it. And he could not bear so to impair her joy. Soon she must know, but she should not yet be robbed of her joy that it was she who could bring him back to Blent.
From these feet let the witness infer our whole massive Hercules, a bulk that sprawls and stretches beyond the rivers through the tunnels piercing their beds and that towers into the skies with innumerable tops a Hercules blent of Briareus and Cerberus, but not so bad a monster as it seemed then to threaten becoming.
I've never been in love before, but all that sounds rather like it." "And you'll take Blent from me?" "Yes, as the climax of all, I'll take Blent from you." To her it seemed the climax, the thing she found hardest to believe, the best evidence for the truth of those extravagant words which sounded so sweet in her ears. Harry saw this, but he held on his way.
"Those attentions are offered and received as from Mr Tristram as from the future Lord Tristram of Blent. I can't believe that you're ignorant of what I'm about to say. If you are, I must beg forgiveness for the pain I shall inflict on you. You, sir, are not the future Lord Tristram of Blent."
The memories of a large range of poetic reading are blent into one methodical music so perfectly that at times the notes seem almost simple.
But now well, Blent won't seem much without my mother." "She couldn't rest if you weren't there," cried Mina, throwing back the impression she had received, as her disposition made her. "I haven't changed about that, but it will wait. Three days they say now three days, or maybe four, and then she goes." Together they stood, looking down. Mina's heart was very full.
I was amazed to see it." He had said not a word of this to anybody since he left Blent. Lady Evenswood, studying him very curiously, began to make conjectures about the history of the affair, also about what lay behind her visitor's composed face; there was a hint of things suppressed in his voice. But he had the bridle on himself again in a moment.
Indeed, he had taken everything that belonged to him, and, loaded down with this loot, had gone right up the hill, keeping in the scrub so as to be hidden from the big house, and had so passed over the rising ground toward the middle of the island. "The track is plain enough," Blent said. "Ain't ye got a dog, Preston? We could foller him all night." "Not with our dogs," declared the foreman.
This idea took shape as he watched the carriages, the lines of scampering hansoms, the crowds waiting at theatre doors. Every man and every vehicle, every dandy and every urchin, represented some effort, if it were only at one end of the scale to be magnificent, at the other not to be hungry. No such notions had been fostered by days spent on the banks of the Blent. "What shall I do?
Fear and incredulity were blent in his voice. He had paled under his tan until his face was the colour of clay, and there was a wild fury in his beady eyes. His negroes looked at him, grinning idiotically, all teeth and eyeballs.
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