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Phil would have felt a keen humiliation had he been forced to meet the taunts of his uncle. He hurried on past the house without glancing toward it. He had gone on for some little way when he was halted by a familiar voice. "Hello, Phil! Where are you going in such a hurry and so early in the morning?" Phil started guiltily and looked up quickly at the speaker. "Good morning, Mrs. Cahill.
At this confession of weakness he looked guiltily at his heroic friend. From the bottom of his heart he wished he had screwed up his courage in private. Welsh had so little imagination. “By Gad,” exclaimed Welsh, “I’d manage a nunnery for £500!” “I daresay you would, but a suicidal, and possibly homicidal, lunatic isn’t a nunnery.” Welsh looked at his friend with diminished respect.
She sang the simple Indian love song with a sort of wistful tenderness, and it seemed to the man watching her as if she was singing to herself rather than to him. It was as the last note of the refrain trembled and died away that Mr. Sutton awoke with a loud snort and looked round guiltily. Quite satisfied that no one had observed his lapse, he got up and strode over to the piano.
But keep your grimy hands off my Rabelais, or I'll trounce you." Breton flushed guiltily.
Now, as she approached him, she was pleasantly but rather guiltily conscious of the more rapid beating of the blood that precedes an adventure, yet sufficiently self-possessed to note the becoming nature of the light flannel suit axed rather rakish Panama he had pushed back from his forehead.
Intuitively, I knew that he was keeping something back, and I was conscious of some resentment, but nevertheless my reply was a foregone conclusion, and with the borrowed appearance of an extremely untidy old man I crept guiltily out of my house that evening and into the cab which Smith had waiting. The Gables was a roomy and rambling place lying back a considerable distance from the road.
"Colonel Quinnox, will you fetch Baldos to the verandah at once?" asked Lorry, his quick American perception telling him that immediate action was necessary. "It is cooler out there." He gave Beverly a look of inquiry. She flushed painfully, guiltily, and he was troubled in consequence. "As a mere subject, I demand the arrest of this man," Marlanx was saying excitedly.
He said it was a swindle, that it was all rot, and that it was a beastly shame. He added that something ought to be done about it. "What are you going to do?" asked Wyatt. "Well," said Neville-Smith a little awkwardly, guiltily conscious that he had been frothing, and scenting sarcasm, "I don't suppose one can actually do anything." "Why not?" said Wyatt. "What do you mean?"
Two mornings later the conspirators stood gazing guiltily at a stout square box, connected with the gas-bracket by a length of indiarubber tubing. "Not a sound," said Elsie; "he never stirred; it must have been quite painless. All the same I feel rather horrid now it's done." "The ghastly part has to come," said Strudwarden, turning off the gas.
The curve of her thin lips seemed ever to be warning him that with her pretensions were quite useless, and that she saw through him and through him to the innermost grottoes of his poor human depravity. He caught her eye guiltily. "Behold the Alderman!" she murmured with grimness. That was all.
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