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Then she said brokenly: "He lost it, Grace, every cent of it. The week after I gave it to him he told me that luck had been against him, and that it was all gone. When I asked him what he intended to do about it he promised that he would sell some real estate of his and turn the money over to me to give back to the class.
Mary covered her eyes with her hands. The Sparrow sat petrified. The little Elliston, terrified by their strange aspects, burst into loud wails. "There, darling; there, mother's boy," crooned Mary soothingly, pressing her wet cheek to his. "Little bairns like that, Mary," McEwan repeated brokenly. Mary gathered the child close into her arms. They sat in stunned horror.
Already in the east was a roseate glory by whose soft light Beltane beheld Tall Orson, who grasped a bloody sword in one hand and wiped away his tears with the other. He, perceiving Beltane and Sir Benedict, limped to them forthwith and spake, albeit hoarse and brokenly.
An expression of relief crossed her features, as her questioner fell away into slumber, and, hastening from the bedside, she sought the outer-room, and flung herself down into the large chair Della had so recently vacated. "Some one to love me," she murmured, brokenly. "Ah! yes, yes! One who swore to love me; one who vowed to cherish me, only to forget his oath.
It was not fair that they should be made to suffer for her mad caprices. She must play it out boldly to the final line, come evil or not.... Love! She laughed brokenly and struck her hands in suppressed fury. A fitting climax, this! All the world was mad and she was the maddest in it. Some one was coming along the path. She wheeled impatiently. She wanted to be alone.
It continued for several minutes, and when Hartmut spoke again his voice seemed to have lost all sound, and the words came brokenly scarcely audibly from his lips: "And you believe that I that I knew it?" "I do," the colonel answered shortly. "Father, you cannot, you must not believe that, it would be too terrible.
She was in the centre of all the tumults, where lies the quiet mind of God. For a long time she did not speak. Then, by and by, her face hidden in her arms on the table, she said, in a whisper: "No." And after the fire, the still small Voice. Dr. Lavendar looked at the bowed head; but he offered no comfort. When she said brokenly, "No; I can't have him.
"I couldn't help it. It's all right. I'll be out in the morning." Gerhardt only shook with his grief. "Don't cry," continued Sebastian, doing his very best to restrain his own tears. "I'll be all right. What's the use of crying?" "I know, I know," said the gray-headed parent brokenly, "but I can't help it. It is my fault that I should let you do that." "No, no, it isn't," said Sebastian.
"A bell!" said Dick, sitting up. "Can we be, then, so near to Holywood?" A little after, the bell clanged again, but this time somewhat nearer hand; and from that time forth, and still drawing nearer and nearer, it continued to sound brokenly abroad in the silence of the morning. "Nay, what should this betoken?" said Dick, who was now broad awake.
So it was that, as two of us gripped the fierce, red-haired fellow, another of the party flung some whispered word to the boy, who had only spoken to murmur brokenly, "God knows I'm innocent!" What that whispered word was no one knew save he who spoke it and he to whom it was addressed. But whatever it might have been, it seemed to rouse the young man to life and a realisation of his position.
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