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"That was my night-dress," she said simply and without hesitation. "Go on, please, Mr. Tarling." He told her of the bloody thumb-prints upon the door of the bureau. "On your bed," he went on, "I found your dressing-case, half-packed." She swayed forward, and threw out her hands, groping blindly. "Oh, how wicked, how wicked!" she wailed "He did it, he did it!" "Who?" demanded Tarling.
Her woman, at the same instant, snatched a casket of jewels, swept up in her arms a heap of clothes, and huddled them all together into the half-packed trunk. "Leave the room," said I to her sternly. She locked the trunk, pocketed the key, and obeyed. I placed a chair for Lady Glenthorn, and sat down myself. We were almost equally unable to stand. We were silent for some moments.
The room bore evident signs of approaching departure; the trunks lay half-packed on the floor; there was all that importance of confusion around which makes to the amateur traveller a luxury out of discomfort. Lucilla sat down, and waited, anxious and trembling, for her lover. Her woman, who had accompanied her, thinking of more terrestrial concerns than love, left her, at her desire.
Eighty men were pounding with fist and heel the tables and trestles eighty men, flushed with mutiny, stripped to their shirt sleeves, their knapsacks half-packed for the march to the sea, made the two-inch boards thunder again as they chanted, to a tune that Mulcahy knew well, the Sacred War Song of the Mavericks-
quoted Hereward from Ruthless Rhymes. "Look here!" said Quenrede, emerging from the kitchen with a half-packed lunch basket. "We three are taking sandwiches, and going for a good old tramp over the moors. Why not drop your work for once and come with us? You look as if you needed a holiday." "I've a beast of a headache," admitted Athelstane.
The town was already topsy-turvy in mind, as a consequence of the five extraordinary circumstances which accompanied Mademoiselle Cormon's return; to wit, the pouring rain; Penelope at a gallop, in a lather, and blown; the early hour; the parcels half-packed; and the singular air of the excited old maid.
"Like that or an annual house-cleaning," he replied, as he picked his way through rolls of carpet and matting, and between half-packed boxes; in doing which, he had several narrow escapes from the nails that protruded from them on all sides.
XXXI. The Riddle of the Ivy More than a month ago, when I was leaving London for a holiday, a friend walked into my flat in Battersea and found me surrounded with half-packed luggage. "You seem to be off on your travels," he said. "Where are you going?" With a strap between my teeth I replied, "To Battersea." "The wit of your remark," he said, "wholly escapes me."
"If it's that, I shall soon know," he said, turning back into the room. His course had instantly become plain. He had only to resist and Undine would have to show her hand. Simultaneously with this thought there sprang up in his mind the remembrance of the autumn afternoon in Paris when he had come home and found her, among her half-packed finery, desperately bewailing her coming motherhood.
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