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It stopped again, as he whirled away; it renewed itself in anguish, and ceased in bliss as he fainted from the pain or came to. They lifted him up some steps, at last, and carried him into a high, bright room, where there were two or three cots, and a long glass case full of surgical instruments. They laid him on a cot, and some one swiftly and skilfully undressed him.
Behind her was the small room with its candle the baby's cot the white bed, with his vacant place. A pang of longing of homesickness stirred him. Then he began to pace his room, driven by the stress of feeling to take stock of his whole position. He had reached London in May; it was now November. Six months of the hardest effort, the most strenuous labour he had ever passed through.
I'm going to let you stay here till you're well, and then I want this thing settled with Richards looking on; when I get through with you, then, you'll want a cot in some hospital." The man's eyes sullenly fell, and Arthur turned toward the door. At the doorway he turned and a terrible look came into his face. "And, more than that, if you say another word about her, I'll brain you, sick or well!"
Then she drew back, and beckoning to an orderly, they placed a screen about the cot. She let her eyes rest for a moment or two upon the kneeling boy, then went softly away. Death was to her an all too familiar thing. She had often seen it unmoved, but to-night, as she walked away, the brown eyes could not hold their tears.
He lay down on the floor because he was nearer the door in case he had to respond to an alarm; besides, he said I would soon appreciate that I was not the object of favouritism. So I did. It was a trench-made cot, fashioned by some private of engineers, I fancy, who had Germans rather than the American cousin in mind.
A friend of mine, the Sparrow by name I think you are acquainted with him, Danglar was good enough to open the door for me, and lock it again on the outside. You see, I didn't wish to cause you any alarm through a premature suspicion that you might have a guest!" His voice hardened suddenly as he rose from the cot, and, though he limped badly, stepped quickly toward them.
"Is that you, Brother Cameron?" He stepped to the side of the cot. "Why Frank, what are you doing here; and what is the matter?" "I'm sick," answered the young man, in a feeble voice. "I wanted to see you so bad. I'm awful glad you came." "But why are you here in this miserable place? I do not understand." "Small-pox," muttered the sick man. "Folks in town are afraid. The nigger takes care of me.
Kilroy had come in while they were talking, and sat listening to the last part of the conversation. "I have just the sort of 'neat little cot in a quiet spot, with a distant view of the rolling sea' that you yearn for, Beth," he said, smiling, when she paused, "and I have come to ask you and Angelica to drive over with me to see it." "You mean Ilverthorpe Cottage," said Angelica, jumping up.
A clay oven near the cot completed this group of erections, around and behind which the silver birches and young elms grew up and closed. No, Messieurs, Le Brun was not at home; he had gone to Isle of Ducks; and all the blessings of the saints upon Monseigneur for his kindness to a poor old woman. "Ah, Seigneur!"
I looked at the cot in which I was to sleep and suspected, not without good reasons, that I should not be the first to use the sheets and pillow-case since they had last come from the wash. When I thought of the clean, tidy, comfortable surroundings in which I had been reared, a wave of homesickness swept over me that made me feel faint.
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