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But now other sounds startled the occupants of the tower the sounds as of an advancing crowd. Dolores clung in terror to Ashby, and drew him still farther on one side. They were caught that was plain. They could neither advance nor retreat; for now already they heard new-comers at the opening through which they had just passed.
"Then up at Michamac you take it straight?" asked Dolores. Ashton forced a nervous laugh. "Keep it up, Dodie! You'll make a wit yet." He bent towards Genevieve. "You'll pardon me, won't you, Genevieve?" The girl raised her fine brows ever so slightly. "'Miss Leslie, if you please." "Of course of course! Just another slip that last cocktail and the sleet. Wet cold always sends it to my head.
He was infinitely relieved, however, to find that the lord of the Manor Cartier seemed only to be grateful that Sebastian Dolores did not return, and nodded emphatically when M. Fille remarked that perhaps it would be just as well if he never did return.
And that evening, while Clement and the two nieces walked farther, and listened to the Benediction in the little Austrian church, Gerald sat under a linden-tree with his aunt, and in the fullness of his heart told her how things stood between him and Dolores.
All that time Dolores sat hunched up in her own room, reading 'Clare, or No Home, and realizing the persecutions suffered by that afflicted child, who had just been nearly drowned in rescuing her wickedest cousin, and was being carried into her noble grandfather's house, there to be recognized by her golden hair being exactly the colour it was when she was a baby.
We made our way to the front gate, which was opened as we arrived by Senora Ortes, who had been directed by her mistress to let us in. "Dona Dolores awaits you in her sitting-room," she said; "you are welcome." She led the way into the house. We found Dona Dolores with a female friend, somewhat older, seated in a well-furnished room, with a couple of guitars on a sofa beside them.
Every Sunday, regularly, we had a baile, or dance, and sometimes interspersed through the week. I remember very well, soon after our arrival, that we were all invited to witness a play called "Adam and Eve." Eve was personated by a pretty young girl known as Dolores Gomez, who, however, was dressed very unlike Eve, for she was covered with a petticoat and spangles.
Beyond Market street is the area described in the phrase, "south of the slot". Superficially drab and gray in aspect, it has been celebrated again and again in song and story. From this region have come the majority of San Francisco's champion athletes. Near here beats the red heart of the labor world. And not far off still stands that exquisite gem of Spanish catholicism Mission Dolores.
'Was that it, Dolores? 'Perhaps, she muttered, disconcerted by a laugh from her Aunt Jane. 'I do not know what you took them for, said Lady Merrifield, 'but you see some part of this trouble arose from a mistake on you part. Now, Wilfred and Valetta, remember that is not right to force a person into play against her will.
Flinders had drawn her on swiftly, among all the numbers of people getting out and getting in, hurled her into a distant carriage, handed Constance in after her, and muttering something about forgetting an appointment, he vanished, without any of the arrangements about foot-warmers that he had promised. 'Uncle Reginald! again exclaimed Dolores, 'I am sure it was he! 'Oh dear!
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