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Updated: May 1, 2025
Pretty soon Ellen saw a man's figure plodding through the fast-gathering snow, and heard her aunt Eva make a soft, heavy rush down the front stairs, and she knew the man was Jim Tenny, and her aunt had been watching for him. Ellen wondered why she had watched up in her cold room, why she had not sat down-stairs where it was warm, and let Jim ring the door-bell.
She's nervous, poor soul, every moment the boy's away from her. Jump in, old chap! Better take the back seat, Miss Lorne; it's more comfortable. Quite settled, both of you? That's good. All right, chauffeur Home!" Then he jumped in after them, closed the door, dropped into a seat, and the motor, making a wide curve out into the road, pelted away into the fast-gathering darkness.
"Opal," he said, earnestly, "perhaps it was here on this very spot, it may be, who knows that my mother gave herself to my father! But she could only smile at him through fast-gathering tears strange tears of mingled joy and wonder and pain. And he covered her face, her neck, her shoulders with burning kisses, and cried out in an ecstasy of bliss, "Oh, my love! My life!"
"No," agreed Bud, after a little period of silence, during which no other menacing crack of a weapon was heard. "But we'll wait a little longer." Through the fast-gathering darkness the boys looked out from their semi-hiding places across the valley. No wisp of smoke, and no movement of horse or rider was to be observed.
Gentlemen strolling by doctor, lawyer, officer, idler paused and forgot the raw climate, for this marvellous voice in the unshapely body warmed them, and they pushed in among the fast-gathering crowd. Ladies hurrying by in their sleighs lost their hearts to the thrilling notes of: "Little grey fisherman, Where is your daughter? Where is your daughter so sweet?
The undulations of fast-gathering tumults were like the opening of the Coronation Anthem; and like that, gave the feeling of a multitudinous movement, of infinite cavalcades filing off, and the tread of innumerable armies. The morning was come of a mighty day a day of crisis and an ultimate hope for human nature, then suffering mysterious eclipse, and laboring in some dread extremity.
Opposite them the city wall broken here by the great gate of Montmartre loomed threateningly in the fast-gathering dusk of this winter's afternoon.
The colour vanished from her cheeks, the youth from her figure. Pensively, she gazed across the valley to the vineyard, where the black, knotted vines were blurred against the soil in the fast-gathering twilight. His eyes followed hers. "I hate them," he said, passionately. "I wish I'd never seen a grape!" "Were the children bad to-day?" she asked, irrelevantly. "Of course. Aren't they always bad?
The sergeant stood motionless, his revolver ready cocked the water swirled and eddied, eddied and parted a dark dot rose for a second to the surface! Ere the last echo had died away, or the last faint smoke-wreath had faded, two boats were pulling to the spot, and all the quays were alive with a fast-gathering crowd. The sergeant beckoned to the gendarme who had come upon the box.
As the girls and Alan reached the gate, they had paused, for a minute, to watch the fast-gathering crowd as it hurried away up the street to the old brown house, just visible in the distance, whose end, jutting out on the street, was surrounded with the members of the company, who had assembled to pay the last honors to their sleeping comrade.
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