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He rose from his seat, and, carrying the slips of paper across the room, dropped them into the fire. He did it, not so much from caution, as from an imperative wish to do something, to move, if only across the room. Eve's glance followed him. "Is it bad news?" she asked, anxiously. It was unlike her to be insistent, but she was moved to the impulse by the peculiarity of the moment.
Jim started, and hot blood mounted to his head. He had been through so much that day that his nerves were still on edge. "What d'ye mean?" he demanded sharply. "Who's deserting a sinking ship where's the sinking ship?" Peter pointed back at Eve's home. "There," he said. But Jim shook his head. "I've drunk a lot to-day. Maybe my head's not clear. Maybe " Peter's voice broke in.
"I don't say that, but you might be kinder; you are against me just when I want you with me the most." "Now this is what I like," said Eve, cheerfully; "this is plain speaking. So now it is my turn, my lad. Do you remember Balaam and his ass?" "Sure," said David; but, used as he was to Eve's transitions, he couldn't help staring a little at being carried eastward ho so suddenly.
Her imagination pictured the scene there would be ere long, unless It happens every now and then that the human brain shows in a crisis an unwonted flash of speed. Eve's did at this juncture. To her in her trouble there came a sudden idea. She looked round the table. Mr.
Then, as if anxious to forget herself, she added rather abruptly, "I hear you think of giving your Adam a mate, have you begun yet?" "Yes, my design is finished, all but the face." "I should think you could image Eve's beauty, since you have succeeded so well with Adam's." "The features perhaps, but not the expression.
At length the sun hung high over the west, preparing to fall into his hidden resting-place that colored all the cloudless heaven with its mounting tinge. Luigi rose and inspected his work. Then again he crossed the street and stood below Eve's window. It was a long time that he leaned with his arms folded on the bar of the low paling. Perhaps he meant that she should look at him.
If neglected and mismanaged, they retaliate upon their possessor with weakness and disease, as well of the mind as of the body. God was not in error, when, after Eve's creation, he looked upon his work, and pronounced it good.
Though the tears stood in his eyes when he knew that grief had dried his wife's fair breast, and knew Eve's despair that she could not fulfil a mother's duties, he held out reassuring hopes. "Your brother's imagination has let him astray, you see, child. It is so natural that a poet should wish for blue and purple robes, and hurry as eagerly after festivals as he does.
Gerard, on his side, was still flattered by the deep and touching tenderness shown to him; but weariness was coming, and he had already sought to break off the connection by avoiding any further assignations. He well understood Eve's glances and her tears, and though he was moved at sight of them he tried to excuse himself.
"Eve's home will be fit for a princess," said the mother, "but you have spent too much, you have been reckless." David smiled by way of answer. But Mme. Chardon had touched the sore spot in a hidden wound which caused the poor lover cruel pangs. The cost of carrying out his ideas had far exceeded his estimates; he could not afford to build above the shed.
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