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Then quickly, with panting breath, came, "Kate! Kate! Kate!" again and again repeated, beginning in a loud beseeching cry and dying down to a long wail, as if shouted over a gloomy waste wherein the voice was lost. Jem-y-Lord had been beating round towards the door, wringing his white hands like a woman, and praying to God that the Deemster might never come out of his unconsciousness.
Then his bolder spirit seemed to say, "What is all this childish fuming about? Fortune comes to you with both hands full. Be bold, and you may have both the wish of your soul and the desire of your heart both the Deemster-ship and Kate." It was impossible to believe that. If he married Kate, the Governor would not recommend him as Deemster.
His father had been her favourite cousin, and, in spite of all that had happened, he had been her lifelong hero also. A deep and secret tenderness, too timid to be quite aware of itself, had been lying in ambush in her heart through all the years of his miserable life with Mona. At the death of the old Deemster, her other cousin, Peter, had married and cast her off.
"It is pleasant to meet the author of 'The Deemster' in a brightly humorous little story like this.... It shows the same observation of Manx character, and much of the same artistic skill." Philadelphia Times. New York: D. APPLETON & CO., 72 Fifth Avenue. Edited by Ripley Hitchcock.
We can talk there without interruption. Be brave, my dear. There are serious matters to discuss and arrange." The message was curt, and even cold, but it brought her no disquiet. Marriage! That was the only vision it conjured up. The death of the Deemster had hastened things that was the meaning of the urgency. Port Mooar was near to Ballure that was why she had to go so far.
Dear me, dear me!" Back in his room, Philip resumed his wig and gown and returned to the Court-house. The place was now lit up by candlelight and densely crowded. Everybody rose to his feet as the Deemster stepped to the dais. "Come, Bridget, Saint Bridget, come in at my door, The crock's on the bink and the rush " "She's fast," said Nancy.
It was some relief that between love and honour he would not have to struggle any longer. And Kate? When all was over and word went round, "The Deemster is gone," what would happen to Kate? She would still be at his house in Athol Street. That would be the beginning of evil! She would wait for him, and when hope of his return was lost, she would weep for him. That would be the key of discovery!
And then his reverence leaned across the driver and directed the shaft of his wit at Philip. "And how's the young housekeeper, Deemster?" Philip shuddered visibly, and made some inarticulate reply "Good-looking young woman, they're telling me. Jem-y-Lord's got taste, seemingly. But take care, your Honour; take care! 'Thou shalt not covet thy neighbour's wife, nor his ox, nor his ass' "
I quite admit that modern novels have many good points. All I insist on is that, as a class, they are quite unreadable. CYRIL. That is certainly a very grave qualification, but I must say that I think you are rather unfair in some of your strictures. I like The Deemster, and The Daughter of Heth, and Le Disciple, and Mr. Isaacs, and as for Robert Elsmere, I am quite devoted to it.
"No, no," he answered, and kissed her, pushed her to the other side of the gate with gentle protestation, and climbed to Pete's side. Then the old lady said "Good-morning, Peter. I'm so sorry for your great trouble, and trust... But you'll not let the Deemster ride too long outside if it grows... He's had a sleepless night and " "Go on, Crow," said Philip, in a decisive voice.
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