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"Nothing," she said in a half-whisper. "No? But let me tell you what I have done already. Three days ago Titus took revenge upon Coenopolis for her sortie against Nicanor by firing the suburbs. The citizens could not spare water to fight the fire, and after futile attempts they gathered up food and treasure and fled into Jerusalem.

Absolve my soul, Father,” she articulated softly, and slowly sank on her knees and bowed down at his feet. “I have sinned, Father. I am afraid of my sin.” The elder sat down on the lower step. The woman crept closer to him, still on her knees. “I am a widow these three years,” she began in a half-whisper, with a sort of shudder. “I had a hard life with my husband. He was an old man.

Tate, jumping up, offered her seat, then stepped into the hall and called the maid. "Run over to Mrs. Corbin's and get me three or four of her dining-room chairs," she said, in a half-whisper, easily heard through the open door. "Both of those you brought out of my room are broken, and you'll have to take them out as soon as you come back. Tell her girl to help you, and do, pray, hurry!

"At this the admiral and Dawkins looked steadfastly at each other for some minutes, but neither spoke; at last Dawkins said, 'Well, Noah, I've been told you are a man to be depended on; may we rely upon your not repeating anything you overheard this evening, at least, for a year to come? "'You may, said I. "'But, Dawkins, said the admiral, in a half-whisper, 'if the poor fellow be mad?

Then you don’t mean to take proceedings?” “Ivan has dissuaded me. I shouldn’t care about Ivan, but there’s another thing.” And bending down to Alyosha, he went on in a confidential half-whisper. “If I send the ruffian to prison, she’ll hear of it and run to see him at once.

While we were in ignorance there was always room for hope, but the instant our investigation was concluded the matter would be settled for good or for evil. "Well," I asked, "what about it?" "I suppose we've got to do it some time," Cumshaw said slowly. "We might as well do it first as last. What do you say, Miss Drummond?" "Ye-es," said Moira in a half-whisper. "Ye-es, I suppose we had better."

"The woman was Hetty?" came hoarsely from his stiffening lips. "My God, Sara!" She came close to him and spoke in a half-whisper. "Now you know the secret. Is it safe with you?" He opened his lips to speak, but no words came forth. Paralysis seemed to have gripped not only his throat but his senses. He reeled. She grasped his arm in a tense, fierce way, and whispered: "Be careful!

"No need," he said quickly. "I know what he is. I was joking when I spoke of killing him, a little while ago. By God, I wish I had killed him! It isn't too late now." "It is too late." Her eyes, dilated, were fixed upon his. "Why? How too late?" he stammered. "I killed him." "You! You killed Ely Crouch?" "He had a cane," she said, in a hurried, flat, half-whisper.

"Make your arrangements accordingly, my good brother I am quite fresh, and have brought a good stock of sermons; not knowing how much might remain to be done in the army. Corny," in a half-whisper, "you can let our new friends know that I will sup with them; and, harkee just drop a hint to them, that I am none of your puritans."

"It is I, ma cherie, it is Gaspard, my love, open the door," came in a booming half-whisper from without. "Alice, Jean, it is your Papa Roussillon, my dears. Let me in." Alice was at the door in a minute, unbarring it. M. Roussillon entered, armed to the teeth, the water dribbling from his buckskin clothes. "Pouf!" he exclaimed, "my throat is like dust."