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"I suppose I talked bad and made threats I was crazy over you till she must have thought I meant to kill her, but I didn't. No. I never was quite that bad. Anyhow, she did it herself." Gale's face was like chalk, and his voice sounded thin and dry as he said: "You beat her, that's why she did it." Stark made no answer. "The papers said the room showed a struggle."
"Belding! Who on earth's that?" cried Dick Hoarsely. "Quien sabe, my son," replied Belding; and now his voice seemed a little shaky. "Nell, come here. Give him a chance." Belding slipped his arm round Nell, and whispered in her ear. "This 'll be great!" Elsie Gale's face was white and agitated, a face expressing extreme joy. "Oh, brother! Mama saw you Papa saw you, and never knew you!
See how good-natured she is." So saying, she dropped the mongoose on my knees. "It is very nice of you, Tanit-Zerga," I said, "to come and pay me a visit." I passed my hand slowly over the animal's back. "What time is it now?" "A little after nine. See, the sun is already high. Let me draw the shade." The room was in darkness. Galé's eyes grew redder. King Hiram's became green.
They were huddled together, with their arms about each other to keep from being blown away, every head resting on an arm as they lay face down on the ground. "Stand up, but protect your eyes," shouted Hi. "Gale's almost over and done for." "So o o are we," gasped Grace, staggering to her feet, and almost instantly landing on her back on the ground where the wind had hurled her.
Blanco Sol trembled in all his great frame, and then Gale was certain the sound was not imagination. That certainty, once for all, fixed in Gale's mind the mood of his flight. The Yaqui dominated the horses and the rangers. Thorne and Mercedes were as persons under a spell.
He sobbed and moaned and howled. But no one offered to help him to his feet. Backed against the door of the hall stood Ben Chase, for once stripped of all authority and confidence and courage. Gale confronted him, and now Gale's mien was in striking contrast to the coolness with which he had entered the place. Though sweat dripped from his face, it was as white as chalk.
Heine's "Des Waldes Kapellmeister" has been made into a most hilarious humoresque. "Bergerie" is a dozen of Norman Gale's lyrics. "Andalusia" is a flamboyant duet. In Scotch songs there is a positive embarrassment of riches, Loomis' fancies finding especial food and freedom in this school.
Gradually the thunder drew grumblingly away. The wind ceased to clamor, and for a time the rain, relieved of the gale's force, fell straight in a steady tattoo on the roof. Then it passed, and a slighter coolness of the air, noticeable even in the closeness of the bunk house, was the only token left of the storm's spurt of fury.
Normally, Average Jones was the coolest and most controlled of men. "Noble and Gale's form ad," he observed. "I see nothing unusual in that." "Yet er I fancy it's quite important er in its way." The editor stared. "When you talk like a bored Britisher, Average," he remarked, "there's sure to be something in the air. What is it?" "Look at the last line." Again Waldemar turned to the paper.
The deserted aspect of the town puzzled the captain of the steamer, and upon landing he made his way at once to John Gale's store, where he learned from the trader of the strike and of the stampede that had resulted. Before the recital was finished a man approached and spoke excitedly. "Captain, my ticket reads to Dawson, but I'm getting off here. Won't you have my outfit put ashore?"
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