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The Queen looked for a minute straight before her, then slowly turned her head to one side. When her gaze rested upon her women they rose and, with a clatter of their feet and a rustle of garments, carrying their white sewings and their spinning-wheels stilled, went away down the gallery.
The man stood the gaze modestly. "Oh, if I had some knowledge!" spoke Samson; "I might as well be a slave if I know nothin'. I can't read. I wish I could read your heart!" "I wish you could," said the man; "then you would trust me." "What is your name?" "Samuel Ogg." "I want you to hold up your hand and swear, Sam Ogg, that you will never harm the pore chile I bring you.
Perhaps he was wondering how the young engineer knew so much if he was guiltless. "Can you tell me what kind of a knife it was?" The single eye of the questioner was fixed in a keen gaze upon the face of August Bordine. He seemed growing suspicious again. "It was apparently a two-edged blade." "Apparently?" "Yes. Of course I could not tell exactly, since the wound was not easily examined."
The town covered the ridge and sides of the rocky hill, and was fortified by strong walls and towers, while on the highest and most precipitate part stood the citadel, a huge castle that seemed to form a part of the living rock, the massive ruins of which at the present day attract the gaze of the traveller as he winds his way far below along the road through the vega.
Milk, sleep, light things that he could hold very tightly with his hands. Now, upon this March afternoon, he watched the pink clouds with a more intent gaze than he had given to them before. Their colour and shape bore some reference to the life that he had left. They were "like" a little to those other things.
His clasp became convulsive. Under the fire of his burning gaze Suzanne raised her head, and a second time fell back in dismay. She tried to release her imprisoned hand, but he bent over it, and pressed it to his lips. The door opened wide. Don't get impatient, said Marianne, there is the hot wine. I have been a long time, but the wood was green. Are you better?
Slone saw fire shoot from the tree-tops down the trunks, and he saw fire shoot up the trunks, like trains of powder. They exploded like huge rockets. And along the forest floor leaped the little flames. His eyes burned and blurred till all merged into a wide, pursuing storm too awful for the gaze of man. Wildfire was running down the King.
He had to remember that in all probability he was being watched. So he strolled about as though he had no particular purpose in mind. Yet, after some minutes, he gained a point from which he could gaze down the hill-slope toward the little village of huts in which the mine laborers lived. There were a few small children playing about the one street that ran through the village.
Dorris Ritter uttered a low cry when she no longer saw him; her hands slid powerless from the head of her child, and hung heavily at her side. The child, thus set at liberty, hurried out to gaze at the king and his escort. The poor woman was all alone alone with her grief and painful memories.
He had a scarf bound about his left arm; but his bearing was bold and resolute, and though his cheek flushed at the clear, direct gaze of the Maid's eyes, he neither faltered nor trembled as he stood before her. "You did desire a good thing, my Captain," she said, "and had you told me of your brave wish, I would have put myself at your head and led you to victory forthwith.
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