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Updated: June 21, 2025
"Has the Lady of Harby no employment," he asked, gently, "to spur the trudging time?" Brilliana laughed rather cheerlessly. "Oh, mercy, yes! Can she not overwatch the gardener to see that he planteth the right sort of herbs and flowers at the new of the moon, at moon full, and at moon old?
The thing is simplicity itself." "I should lose my self-respect as a practical joker. And besides," I said maliciously, "I started out to have some fun with the Celebrity, and I want to have it." "Well," she replied, rather coolly, "of course you can do as you choose." We were passing within a hundred yards of the lighthouse, set cheerlessly on the bald and sandy tip of the point.
When he woke, he saw the grey light of dawn that streamed cheerlessly through his shutterless window, struggling with the faint ray of a candle that Gawtrey, shading with his hand, held over the sleeper. He started up, and, in the confusion of waking and the imperfect light by which he beheld the strong features of Gawtrey, half imagined it was a foe who stood before him.
"It's late, and neither you nor I are going to meet Hutton to-night," I said rather cheerlessly. "You'd better go to bed." "I want to say something first," slowly, as if she had been thinking. "What Macartney said to-night that I was engaged to Dick Hutton when Mr. Van Ruyne said I took those emeralds wasn't true! I never was engaged to Dick.
On the 15th, a cheerlessly wet day, in keeping with a somewhat melancholy scene, Prince Albert and his fellow commissioners closed the Exhibition a ceremony at which it was not judged desirable the Queen should be present, though she grieved not to witness the end as well as the beginning.
I could have driven all night with her beside me, and her arm touching mine when the wagon bumped over the rocks. "We're halfway," I returned rather cheerlessly. "Why? You're not afraid we'll be held up, are you? No human being ever uses this road." "I wasn't thinking of human beings," she returned simply. "I was thinking of wolves." "Wolves?" I honestly gasped it. Then I laughed straight out.
There were such wide spaces between the furniture, the light fell so badly and cheerlessly over all, the dark outside air looked in so coldly through the windows, that he thought he had never seen a church so vast, nor a tomb so melancholy. The regular sobs of Blanche de Malétroit measured out the time like the ticking of a clock.
"No chance, no chance," she whispered. "Rudyard did not kill him?" she asked, slowly and cheerlessly, after a moment, as though repeating a lesson. "Why?" "I stopped him. I prevented him." "You prevented him why?" Her eyes had a look of unutterable confusion and trouble. "Why did you prevent it you?" "That would have hurt you the scandal, the grimy press, the world."
The light, cold and grey, fell cheerlessly on the dull chamber, and showed it in harmony with the ominous whisper which grew in the gallery; with the stern-faced listener who stood, his one hand on the door.
Talcott cheerlessly imaged it, were like a constable and his captive adrift, by a curious turn of fortune, on the waters of a sudden inundation. Together they baled out water and worked at the oar, but both were aware that when the present peril was past a sentence had still to be carried out on one of them. Mercedes could not evade her punishment.
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