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The room flaring with torches, the glittering breastplates of the archers, their bronzed faces, the white cheeks of the bound thieves, and the bleeding giant, whose dead body these hard men left lying there in its own gore. Gerard went round the archers and took them each by the hand with glistening eyes, and on this they all kissed him; and this time he kissed them in return.
She described it so to Martin. "Nay, I heard it," said he. "And so did I," said Gerard; "it was beautiful. Ah! there it is again. How sweetly it blends with the air. It is a long way off. It is before us, is it not?" "No, no! the echoes of this wood confound the ear of a stranger. It comes from the pine grove." "What! the one we passed?" "Why, Martin, is this anything? You look pale."
Fie, Gerard, to pretend! nay, thou art too wise, too good, not to have why, I watched thee; and e'en now look at you twain! 'Tis thine own flesh and blood thou holdest to thine heart." Clement trembled, "What words are these," he stammered, "this angel mine?" "Whose else? since he is mine."
'Gerard told me I was supporting the cause of intemperance yesterday because I was so wicked as to carry the rest of your bottle of port, Miss Headworth, to poor Anne Crake. 'Well! he is a dear boy, and youth wouldn't be youth if it were not sometimes rather foolish, said Miss Headworth, 'and it is better it should be for good than evil. 'Eager in a cause and not for selfishness, said Mary.
Gerard never looked at them after they were gone by: certain gay shadows had come and passed; that was all. He was like one in a dream. But he was rudely wakened; suddenly a voice in front of him cried harshly, "Stand and deliver!" and there were three of the gentleman's servants in front of him. They had ridden back to rob him.
She took hold of the slightly quivering hand which Gerard proffered with some embarrassment, and ventured to retain it for a moment in her own, in a good-hearted, affectionate way, instinct with all the heroism of renunciation. "Good by, Gerard," she said, "keep in good health, be happy."
Then Master Gerard rose to address the judges. His venerable appearance was enhanced by the sternly severe look on his face. He looked an accusing angel from the pit, swart of skin and with eyes of flame. He was tall and bent of figure, with the serpent-browed head set deep between hunched shoulders like those of a moulting vulture.
When all was completely finished, the inhabitants of Montegnac, instigated by the present mayor, who was anxious to retire, elected Gerard to the mayoralty of the district. In 1840 the departure of the first herd of cattle sent from Montegnac to the Paris markets was made the occasion of a rural fete.
Here are a set of pictures by Wouvermans pictures of hawking. Here is a Brouwer, a very rare Dutch master, a very fine example too. And here is a Gerard Dow. Miss Innes, will you look at this composition? Is it not admirable? That rich curtain hung across the room, how beautifully painted, how sonorous in colour." "Ah! she's playing a virginal!" said Evelyn, suddenly.
Gerard followed the indication, and after some research discovered that the fortification had one vulnerable part, a small low door on its flank. As for the main entrance, that was used to keep out thieves and customers, except once or twice in a year, when they entered together, i.e., when some duke or count arrived in pomp with his train of gaudy ruffians.
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