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"Anatole used to come to borrow money from her and used to kiss her naked shoulders. She did not give him the money, but let herself be kissed. Her father in jest tried to rouse her jealousy, and she replied with a calm smile that she was not so stupid as to be jealous: 'Let him do what he pleases, she used to say of me. One day I asked her if she felt any symptoms of pregnancy.
He perceived that in spite of the outward calm which it had surprised him to find in himself, he was laboring under some strong inward stress, and he must have relief from it if he was to carry this business through. He threw up the window and stood with his hand on the sash, quivering in the strong in-rush of the freezing air.
To calm their fears, to soothe their little sorrows, to look anxiously more anxiously than ever before after each one of her precious little brood, became now her chief solace.
"We'll be ready for them," he said. But Ivan was not so calm when he heard what Helen had told Chester. "So there is going to be a fight at last, eh?" he cried in a loud voice. "What are a dozen or so of these Bulgarians? I know them of old. Cowards and traitors all. I have had an experience with more than one of them. We are good for a dozen or two of them, if we can keep them in front of us.
"Pray, pray be calm," he said: "hope even against hope. We may both be deceived; your brother may still live." "Oh! if it were so," she murmured, passionately; "if it could be so." "Let us try and hope that it may be so." "No," she answered, looking at him through her tears, "let us hope for nothing but revenge. Good-by, Mr. Audley. Stop; your address."
Chilton spoke in the calm, sweet tone peculiar to her and her brother, but to Beulah there was something repulsive in that even voice, and she hurried from the sound of it. Kneeling beside her bed, she again implored the Father to restore Eugene to her, and, crushing her grief and apprehension down into her heart, she resolved to veil it from strangers.
It was all a part of that marvellous poise of nature which made the every-day mortal Greek almost as calm as the unperturbed imperturbable faces of their gods as their great sculptors saw them. In Rome all was very different.
Bonaparte was perfectly calm; they were on the eve of a battle. "Has no one come yet, Roland?" he asked. "No, general," replied the young man, "but I heard the roll of a carriage just now." "So did I," replied Bonaparte. At that minute a servant announced: "The citizen Joseph Bonaparte, and the citizen General Bernadotte." Roland questioned Bonaparte with a glance; was he to go or stay?
Instantly his face of an old soldier, with its noble and calm outlines, became decomposed before my eyes by the corruption of stealthy cunning, of an abominable caution and of desperate fear.
By this time Krail had hurried on, and could obtain no glimpse of what was in progress owing to the sharp bend of the river. After considerable splashing Hamilton urging her to remain calm he succeeded in bringing her to land, where they both struggled up the bank dripping wet and more or less exhausted.
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