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He stood a moment twisting the quill-pen he had taken up, then he hastily found a sheet of paper and wrote: "Dear Miss Boyce, It is more than a year since I have heard of you, and I have been wondering with much interest lately whether you have really taken up a nursing life. You remember speaking to me of your friends the Cravens?
Then in heavy displeasure spake to him Menelaus of the fair hair: 'Out upon them, for truly in the bed of a brave-hearted man were they minded to lie, very cravens as they are!
Hell and fiends! can I shape no means for myself when I am deserted by these cravens?" He paused, and there was an expression of diabolical passion in the constrained laugh with which he at length broke in on their conversation.
Advance and touch this maiden, and I will fell you and your minions like oxen at their pasture." The inspector took a pistol from his pocket and pointed it at Gerard. "You see," he said, "resistance is quite vain." "For slaves and cravens, but not for us. I say you shall not touch her till I am dead at her feet. Now, do your worst."
Neither one of the brothers Gillespie were cravens, in any sense of the word, but now their cheeks grew paler, and they seemed to shrink from yonder airy monster, even while watching it grow into shape and awful power.
"You're the best pal I ever had, Peter," she said unsteadily, "and you've given all your life to us Cravens." The sudden gripping of his hands was painful, then he bent his head and unexpectedly put his lips to the fingers he held so closely. "I'm always here when you want me," he said huskily, and was gone. Miss Craven stood still looking after him with a curious smile.
And they will come again and with a vengeance, no cravens, the sons of Granuaile, the champions of Kathleen ni Houlihan. Perfectly true, says Bloom. But my point was... We are a long time waiting for that day, citizen, says Ned. Since the poor old woman told us that the French were on the sea and landed at Killala. Ay, says John Wyse.
But in spite of all, in spite of reason and feeling alike his essential buoyancy asserted itself. He could not despair. He had not been given this vigour of soul and body to sit down under misfortune. Resignation was for the poor of heart; only cravens gave up while it was yet possible to act.
"What mummery is this, De Bracy?" said Fitzurse, somewhat angrily; "is this a time for Christmas gambols and quaint maskings, when the fate of our master, Prince John, is on the very verge of decision? Why hast thou not been, like me, among these heartless cravens, whom the very name of King Richard terrifies, as it is said to do the children of the Saracens?"
If they be not Corphals, then already are they dead in the chambers of O-Mai, and there may they rot for all of me, for I would not return to that accursed spot for the harness of a jeddak and the half of Barsoom for an empire. I have spoken." O-Tar knitted his scowling brows. "Are all my chieftains cowards and cravens?" he demanded presently in sneering tones.
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