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"Now, check her, Mr. Amblen;" and two bells were sounded on the gong, after one to stop her. The second schooner kept on her course out into the bay to join the first one cast loose; but Christy feared that they might get aground, and give them trouble.
"As we rode up from the dépôt, I saw a great round dim thing away in the dark. Father says it is the dome of the Capitol." "After Sundown, Sunday Night. "Father says it isn't any harm to write a little about what we saw to-day, because we haven't been anywhere except to church. "The horrid old gong woke me up real early this morning.
It was here that Peroo's pipe shrilled loudest, for the first stroke of the big gong had brought the dinghy back at racing speed, and Peroo and his people were stripped to the waist, working for the honour and credit which are better than life. "I knew she would speak," he cried. "I knew, but the telegraph gives us good warning.
"I am glad you're likely to do a little business; but you won't mind, my reminding you will you? that you really came down here to give me a leg up with my election, and not to sell your machines or to spend half your time in the enemy's camp!" Mr. Bundercombe smiled. It was a curious smile, which seemed somehow to lose itself in his face. Then the dinner gong sounded and he winked at me slowly.
Different classes follow until eleven when a gong rings and everybody rushes into the garden, a lovely place with box- edged beds and a sun dial and gravel walks. There are myrtles and geraniums, great big bushes of them, and japonicas and heavenly wall-flowers and trees of lemon verbena and fuchsias up to the eaves. This is solid truth, and in November, too.
There was abundance of activity, but none of it concerned Kate and her comfort. And there was no one, she feared, to meet her. Reaching the station, she set down her suitcase without a tremor, and though she had never been more alone, she never felt less lonely. The eating-house gong beat violently for supper.
And, Robarts, you have seen the bishop, of course:" this he said in a whisper. "A fine thing to be a bishop, isn't it? I wish I had half your chance. But, my dear fellow, I've made such a mistake; I haven't got a bachelor parson for Miss Proudie. You must help me out, and take her in to dinner." And then the great gong sounded, and off they went in pairs.
The window contained photographs of more or less undressed dancing girls; nondescript packages in wrappers like patent medicines; closed yellow paper envelopes, very flimsy, and marked two-and-six in heavy black figures; a few numbers of ancient French comic publications hung across a string as if to dry; a dingy blue china bowl, a casket of black wood, bottles of marking ink, and rubber stamps; a few books, with titles hinting at impropriety; a few apparently old copies of obscure newspapers, badly printed, with titles like The Torch, The Gong—rousing titles.
I'm sure you will! Not a man will come near you, they hate virtuous women nowadays, and scarce a woman will come either, save old and ugly ones! You will kill yourself socially altogether by the effort. Life's too short to lose all the fun out of it for the sake of an ideal or a theory!" Here the gong sounded for dinner. Maryllia turned away from her dressing-table, and confronted her friend.
It was a gladdening sight, when the gong was struck for worship, to see them making their way to the chapel, and to find them, when assembled there, well-nigh filling the place, all cleanly clad, and devoutly engaged in the service of God. Many a time was my heart full of joy and hope when ministering to them. We had, indeed, our difficulties and trials.
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