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Updated: May 15, 2025
"LEAD US NOT INTO TEMPTATION!" ... He murmured the phrase under his breath as he gazed with straining eyes out into the languorous beauty of that garden-scene that spread its dewy, emerald glamour before him, and "deliver us from evil!" broke from his lips in a half-sobbing sigh, as the peal of the chiming bells softened by degrees into a subdued tunefulness of indistinct and tremulous semitones, and the clarion-clearness of the cymbals again smote the still air with forceful and jarring clangor.
"Yes, I know, dear Tom," said Maggie, still half-sobbing, but trying to control her tears. "I know you would do a great deal for me; I know how you work, and don't spare yourself. I am grateful to you. But, indeed, you can't quite judge for me; our natures are very different. You don't know how differently things affect me from what they do you." "Yes, I do know; I know it too well.
Tears fell fast in that assembly; though the good old matrons tried to smile, as they passed around the bride, to bless her, and bid her good bye. A little girl, in a patched but clean frock, pushed forward, with a bouquet of violets and strawberry-blossoms in her hand. "Here, Miss Nelly please, Miss Nelly," she cried, half-laughing, half-sobbing, "I picked them on purpose for you!"
Again she snuggled in close to me, her flesh like a warm, palpitating cushion. "Flora, my darling ... help me!" I cried, half-sobbing. "What do you mean?" laughing. "I love you!" "I know all you want!" "But I do love you ... see...." And I prostrated myself, in a frenzy, at her feet. "Say, you're the queerest kid I've ever known."
She came running downstairs, her eyes staring and blazing. 'Thalassa, dear Thalassa, for pity's sake let me out, she said half-sobbing. 'Oh, what did I come for? He's wicked wicked. Twasn't for me to say anything between father and daughter, so I just opened the door without a word, and went out with her." "What time did Sisily catch the wagonette?" "That's what I don't know.
She stood clutching her hands in the half-sobbing ecstasy which signalises a spiritual exaltation built on disquiet. She had shown small emotion hitherto. The sight of it was like the sight of a mighty hostile power to Lady Charlotte a power that moved her that challenged, and irritated, and subdued her.
She started up, half-sobbing. "No oh, no!" "Poor child you can't see your face!" She lifted her hands as if to hide it, and turning away from him bowed her head upon the mantel-shelf. She felt that he was standing a little way behind her, but he made no attempt to touch her or come nearer.
"There's plenty of care for you both to take," said Fanny, half-smiling, half-sobbing. "The Major says I need not be a poor creature, and I will try. But I am afraid I shall be on all your hands." Both boys drummed on her knee in wrath at her presuming to call herself a poor creature Conrade glaring at Rachel as if to accuse her of the calumny.
Then came a soft, apologetic voice. "Rebecca!" The spinster made no reply but applied herself to a mathematically accurate adjustment of the top edge of the upper sheet. "Rebecca!" The second call was a little louder than the first, and there was a queer half-sobbing, half-laughing catch in the speaker's voice that commanded attention. Rebecca looked up.
Then his wolf friend from the heights answered him, and Leloo once more lifted his head, and the strange half-barking, half-sobbing cry again broke the silence. He was well past the boulder now, ten, twenty, thirty yards, when his innocent little cayuse gave that peculiar snort which a horse always gives when some sudden fear or danger threatens.
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