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Arcoll did not speak for some time. 'So he is dead, he said at last, half-whispering to himself. 'Well, he was a king, and died like a king. Our job now is simple, for there is none of his breed left in Africa. Then I told him of the treasure. 'It belongs to you, Davie, he said, 'and we must see that you get it.
Though his voice, while he spoke, never rose beyond a hoarse, monotonous, half-whispering tone, all the ferocity of his abused and degraded nature was for the instant thoroughly aroused by his recapitulation of his wrongs. Had Vetranio at this moment shown any symptoms of indecision, or spoken any words of discouragement, he would have murdered him on the spot where they stood.
"Have your own way," he said, with baffled rage in his low, half-whispering tones. "Have your own way and see what comes of it." With those words he left the room. Madame Fosco glanced inquiringly at her husband. "He has gone away very suddenly," she said. "What does it mean?" "It means that you and I together have brought the worst-tempered man in all England to his senses," answered the Count.
"Henry! Henry!" Mrs. Ellis spoke in tones of anxiety, as she laid her hand upon him. "Speak! What is the matter? Are you sick?" A long deep sigh was the only answer. "Why don't you speak, Henry?" exclaimed Mrs. Ellis. "You frighten me dreadfully." "Don't trouble me just now, if you please," said the wretched man, in a low, half-whispering voice. "But what ails you, Henry? Are you sick?" "Yes."
One morning, in the month of October, there was a tapping with the knuckles at the cottage door. As this precaution implied a stranger, Amine obeyed the summons. "I would speak with Master Philip Vanderdecken," said the stranger, in a half-whispering sort of voice.
One morning, in the month of October, there was a tapping with the knuckles at the cottage door. As this precaution implied a stranger, Amine obeyed the summons, "I would speak with Master Philip Vanderdecken," said the stranger, in a half-whispering sort of voice.
So he fairly retreated, without having said one word to his neighbour, finding such discretion to be the only kind of valour left to him. "What, Oriel! off already?" said the squire. "Anything the matter?" "Oh, no; nothing particular. I'm not just quite I think I'll go out for a few minutes." "See what it is to be in love," said the squire, half-whispering to Dr Thorne.
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