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She had also surprised the oldest actress of the theatre, their excellent mother Ravaud, in a corridor, baring, at Ligny's approach, all that was left to her, her magnificent arms, which had been famous for forty years. Fagette, with disgust, and the tip of a gloved finger, called Nanteuil's attention to the scene through which Durville, old Maury and Marie-Claire were struggling.
Jordan, to his listeners, pooh poohed at the idea that he was "sore" on his own account. He posed, and rather well, as the champion of first-class dignity. "I think you're on the right track, Jordan," assented Durville rather heartily. Durville was one of the few who had never liked Dick well.
Meanwhile Durville continued hoarsely: "If our France can be saved only at the price of our life and honour, I shall say, with the man of '93: 'Perish our memory!" Fagette pointed her finger at a bloated youth, who was sitting in the orchestra, resting his chin on his walking-stick. "Isn't that Baron Deutz?" "Need you ask!" replied Nanteuil. "Ellen Midi is in the cast.
All Dick's reserve melted for an instant. "Durville, man -you -don't believe I did this for -for revenge?" Prescott demanded. Cadet Durville smiled sarcastically. "I shall undoubtedly be broken for this night's affair, Mr. Prescott, and you and the rest will continue to believe that I was absent merely on some vulgar escapade!
Constantin Marc assured her that Durville did not even dream of any such thing, and begged her not to be uneasy. And Dr. Socrates resumed his discourse. "We ourselves, of a clear night, when we gaze at Spica Virginis, which is throbbing above the top of a poplar, can see at one and the same time that which was and that which is.
Dick Prescott's chest began to heave, though he strove to conceal all emotion. It was sweet, indeed, to have all this enthusiasm over him, after he had so long been the innocent outcast of the class. Tears shone in either eye. Ashamed to raise a hand to brush the moisture away, Dick tried to wink them out of sight. But Douglass, Durville and the others gave him no time to think.
Dave Darrin received the ball, and handled it, after the ways of his kind, for a few seconds, to detect any irregularities there might be to its surface or any flaws in its roundness. "Play ball!" called the umpire. With Beckwith holding the stick, and Durville on deck, Dick had time to do what he was most anxious to do -to make a study of any new things that Darrin might have learned.
We shall have to send for the bricklayers, the marble-workers, to move it. Maury, do get a move on, confound you!" Maury shifted his position. "He may crush us in his downfall. I realize that it will not be your fault, General. Your proclamation is excellent. You promise them a constitution, liberty, equality. It is Machiavellian." Durville replied: "And in the best sense.
Durville swung and let go. But just as he did so -that ball dropped! It passed on a level two feet below the swinging stick, and Greg, with a quiet grin, neatly mitted it. "Good!" muttered Coach Lawrence under his breath. "Got any more like that, Prescott?" he called. "I think I have a few, sir, when I get my arm warmed up and limbered," Dick admitted. "Take your time, then.
Durville had always been one of the "wild" ones, and Prescott's ideas of soldierly duty had grated a good deal on Durville's own beliefs. "The class won't take severe action, anyway," hinted Tupper. "We might vote to give Prescott a week's 'silence, but any permanent 'cut' would be out of the question. The man has done too many things to make himself popular."
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