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Updated: June 20, 2025
She ran rather than walked to her cabin, flung herself on the bed, and sobbed piteously. It had to come, this tempest of tears. When desperate odds demanded unflinching courage, she faced them dry-eyed, with steadfast heart. But to-day, in the bright sunshine and apparent security of the ship, sinister death-shadows tortured her into rebellion.
But he had never seen a proud woman break down before the ominous cablegram, he had never seen a girl sit dry-eyed and ashy-white, staring dumbly at a slip of yellow paper. And Sophie had many a time. To her, a commission in the Royal Flying Corps had come to mean little short of a death warrant. She sat now staring blankly at her father.
I don't know how she held herself up and remained dry-eyed, her whole being wanted so much to sink by the side of his poor, tortured foot, and bathe it in her tears. So, you see, he had won; nothing to do now but forgive her beautifully. Go on, Tommy; you are good at it. But the unexpected only came out of Tommy. Never was there a softer heart.
She hated the world where such things were possible. For a long time Rose lay as she had fallen, hardly moving, and when pale and dry-eyed she did arise to return to the cabin through the twilight shadows, something beautiful, but indefinable, which had gone to make up the fresh, childlike charm of her face, had vanished.
"You have answered me," said Lord James, regarding her with grave sympathy. "You love him." She looked up at him, dry-eyed, her face drawn with anxiety. "Where is he? Why aren't you with him? He has a doctor? He must have the best!" "That rests with you, Genevieve," he replied. "There is one person alone who can save him if she loves him enough to try." The truth flashed upon her.
After the six weeks' inferno it seemed to the racked nerves and aching ears of the inhabitants as if the silence might be felt, as if the peace wrapped them about like a soft robe. The relief was so great that many who had endured the weeks of torture dry-eyed now burst into tears. But they were healing tears.
Great preachers have I heard dry-eyed, and skilled plaintive music enough; but now I looked out through the broken Basin windows, on the clear Basin sky, through a mist. "Vesty," said Elder Skates, "let 's keep right along into 'Beautiful Valley o' Eden'!" "'How often amid the wild billows, I dream of thy rest, sweet rest, Sweet rest."
Loud he stormed among some workers there; loud he stormed, for him a thing unusual; and they bent silent to their work and looked at one another knowingly, sensible that he was ashamed of himself. Sitting dry-eyed on the edge of her bed, Nan reflected upon her next step.
He was seemingly unconscious. The next day the official organ of the Government proclaimed the capture of the Scarlet Pimpernel, and there was a public holiday in honour of the event." Marguerite had listened to this terrible narrative dry-eyed and silent.
"The money." "The money?" That part of it seemed to count so little that for a moment he did not follow her thought. "It must be paid back," she insisted. "Can you do it?" "Oh, yes," he returned, listlessly. "I can do it." "I would make any sacrifice for that!" she urged. He nodded. "Of course." He sat staring at her in dry-eyed self-contempt. "Do you count on its making much difference?"
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