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Dick stood upright by Fielding's side, listening to the taunting words with a face that was indeed like a death-mask save for the eyes that glowed vividly, terribly, with something of a tigerish glare. He spoke at last with deadly quietness through lips that did not seem to move. "Where have you taken my wife?" "Oh, she's quite safe," said Saltash; and smiled with a fox-like flash of teeth.
The supreme moment had come for her, and, with a face that was like a death-mask, she raised the silver flask to her lips. But no drop of its contents ever touched them, for in that instant Pierre vaulted the intervening table and hurled himself upon her.
She filled it up with water, held the glass up to the moonlight, and drank it at a draught, and set the empty tumbler upon the table again. Instantly her features changed. She felt as though she were struck through head and heart and body with red-hot steel. Maria Addolorata's death-mask rose before her in the moonlight. "An evil death on you and all your house!" she tried to say.
I do not know what she said, but from her tone, and above all from her eyes, I judged that she was pleading pleading for his return, for his partnership in her great adventure; pleading, for all I knew, for his love. His expression was like a death-mask, his brows drawn tight in a little frown and his jaw rigid. 'Madam, he said, 'I ask you to tell your business quick and to tell it in English.
It is only my own self myself gone behind and peeping round a corner, grinning back sympathy at me from its sickening death-mask! Why should man need another if he came from nothing? But he came from a father and mother: man needed the woman: will not that explain the thing? No; for even the relation itself needs to be comforted and sustained and defended!"
Cochise lay inert, his mouth agape and his eyes rolled up so that only the whites could be seen. Lennon's deep-drawn sigh of satisfaction over that death-mask face caught in the midst and turned into a gasp. He flung himself about to the doorway of the still-room. Where the still had stood was now only a hole in the stone floor. He did not look too closely at the general wreckage.
and his death-mask lit up with the wild joys of living.
Now the face had the fallen lines of a death-mask, in which only the smile he turned on Dick remained alive; and the sight smote her with compunction. Poor Darrow! He did look horribly fagged out: as if he needed care and petting and good food. No one knew exactly how he lived.
When I saw him again in Washington at the opening of the Thirty-ninth Congress, in December, 1865, he looked very much aged since our last meeting, and infirm in health. In repose his face was like a death-mask, and he was carried in a chair to his seat in the House by two stalwart young negroes.
Breathless, haggard, he planted his heels in the turf, and, dropping the noose, set one foot on it. All around him horsemen crowded up, lances slung from their elbows, helmets nodding as the restive horses wheeled. And now for the first time he saw the Marquis de Nesville, face like a death-mask, one hand on the edge of the wicker balloon-car, which stood in the midst of a circle of cavalry.
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