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And of a sudden, leaning there on the door-frame, the phantom years trooped back to me, and I saw the man for the first time moving through them a lone, far outpost of the thing he knew, one yellow man against ten thousand whites, unshaken, unappalled, facing the odds, working so early, so late, day after day and year after year, and smiling a little, perhaps, as he peeped behind the scenes of the thing which we call civilization.

"He sent me down-stairs to order Macfarlane to arrest Doane." Colina fell back against the door-frame with a hand to her breast. "Did he did he see him?" she whispered. "No," said Giddings reluctantly. "He did not see his assailant. But said to accuse Strange of the deed was the act of a desperate criminal." "You're under arrest!" Macfarlane said bruskly to Ambrose.

Above all, he appeared, like a philosopher, and all old soldiers are philosophers, he appeared above all to comprehend the ennuis infinitely better than the joys; but in the one he took his part, knowing very well how to do without the other. Now, he was leaning, as we have said, against the carved door-frame when the melancholy, weary eyes of the king, by chance, met his.

Luce had gone over into Vienna, where his reputation for shiftiness was not as well known, and had secured from Mr. T. Taylor, recently set up in the stove business, a new range with all modern attachments, promising to pay on the instalment plan. Stove once installed, Mr. Luce had immediately begun to "improve" his mansion by building a new door-frame too narrow to permit the exit of the stove.

Most of the company rose to go. "Good night," said more than one, but Ralph answered nothing. Robbie Anderson was last. "Good night, Ralph," he said. His gruff voice was thick in his throat. "Aye, good night, lad," Ralph answered vacantly. Robbie had got to the door, and was leaning with one hand on the door-frame. Coming back, he said, "Ralph, where may your father be to-night?"

"He's a keen Injun." "He's not very keen now," replied Brandt, with bitter certainty. "He's what the settlers call a good Indian, which is to say, dead!" Legget scowled at his lieutenant. "I'll go an' see," he replied and seized his rifle. He opened the door, when another rifle-shot rang out. A bullet whistled in the air, grazing the outlaw's shoulder, and imbedded itself in the heavy door-frame.

Lucille, for fear of stumbling or making a noise, stood to one side of the door-frame, close to the wall. Mrs. Brace's footsteps stopped. There was the click of the opening door. Then, there came to Lucille the high-pitched, querulous voice which she had been afraid she would hear. It was her father's. "Mrs. Brace, good evening. May I come in?"

There may be nothing to blush about in that cellar, but the key may be lost and the door-frame may have gripped the door above, or the footstone jammed it from below, and such fungus-growth as the darkness has bred has a claim to freedom from the light. Let it all rest that is its owner's word to his own soul let it rest and be forgotten!

But Blake, who had been examining the woodwork of the door-frame, did not choose to wait a minute. Any such wait, he felt, would involve too much risk. In one minute, he knew, a fugitive could either be off and away, or could at least prepare himself for any one intercepting that flight. So Blake took two quick steps back, and brought his massive shoulder against the door.

In these warm, still nights we take down the slat screens that hang between the hand-hewn chestnut beams of the old barn, and with the open rafters of what was a hay-loft above us, we look out of the door-frame straight up at the stars and sometimes drag our cots out on the wide bank that tops the wall, overlooking the Opal Farm, and sleep wholly under the sky.