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But the church-clock got time to strike the hour betwixt and between the two of us, so Maisie was my elder sister by just that, and no more. She would say ... Ah dearie me! poor Maisie!... she would say by rights she should marry first, being the elder. And then I would tell her the clock was fast, and we were both of an age. 'Twas a many years sooner she married, as God would have it.
He went downstairs, paid the money for his supper and night's lodging to a sleepy servant-girl, and left the house as the church-clock in an old-fashioned square hard by struck eight. He walked straight to the High Street, and entered the shop of a tailor and general outfitter.
Then he went on to the market-town of Envermeu, six or seven miles farther. At Envermeu, he talked to the mayor, the rector and the local policeman. The church-clock struck three. His inquiry was finished. He returned singing for joy. He pressed upon the two pedals turn by turn, with an equal and powerful rhythm; his chest opened wide to take in the keen air that blew from the sea.
"Oh, Sammy Lee's afraid of me, riding the see-saw under the tree." "I say, Beth," said Sammy, much impressed, "did you make that yourself?" "Make what myself? Make you afraid? Yes, I did." "No, you didn't," said Sammy, plucking up spirit. "I'm not afraid." "Then don't be a fool," said Beth. "Fool yourself," Sammy muttered, but not very valiantly. The church-clock struck nine.
I thought of it all the way from Clayborough to Dumbleton, as I rattled along the smooth highway in a trim dog-cart drawn by a splendid black mare, and driven by the silentest and dapperest of East Anglian grooms. We did the nine miles in something less than an hour, and pulled up before the lodge-gates just as the church-clock was striking half past seven.
Or, to vary the metaphor, you find yourself for a single instant wide awake in that realm of illusions whither sleep has been the passport, and behold its ghostly inhabitants and wondrous scenery with a perception of their strangeness such as you never attain while the dream is undisturbed. The distant sound of a church-clock is borne faintly on the wind.
There's been some trouble between Mimi and me this afternoon, and I'm hoping that you'll straighten it out for me." "Ah!" Mr. Prohack's interest became suddenly intense and pleasurable. "The silly girl's given me notice. She's fearfully hurt because you told her that I told you about the church-clock affair, after it had been agreed between her and me that we wouldn't let on to anybody at all.
I Sir, I am the gardener from over there." "What are you doing here?" "I came on a real errand, Sir. Our clock has stopped, and I came here to wait for the church-clock to strike." "Devil take you," cried Mark, and gave the man a push that sent him reeling. The man sprang over the ditch, and vanished in the darkness. Raisky, meantime, returned to the main entrance.
Eve interrupted him by approaching swiftly and putting her hands on his shoulders, as he had put his hands on her shoulders a little while earlier, and gazing with supplication at him. "Please, please!" she besought him. "To oblige me. Do drop the church-clock. I know what it means for you." Mr.
At the same moment the clang of the church-clock sounded above them, and the vicar, shrugging his shoulders to get his white surplice into position, came bustling out of the vestry.
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