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"You can pick the word for yourself," said the minister; "if by heaven's grace I was out of this, in Inneraora I should have my own way of putting it to Argile, whom I love and blame." "Oh you Lowland dog!" cried John Splendid, more high-keyed than ever, "you to blame Argile!"
It came, the sound he instinctively expected, yet dreaded to hear; the sound of a woman's high-keyed wailing. Starr hurried down the bluff, slipping, sliding, running where the way was clear of rocks. So presently he came to the stone wall, vaulted over it, and stopped beside the tragic little group dimly outlined in the house yard just off the porch.
She stood staring after them, her eyes blurred with tears. "It's that huzzy, the Lorrigan woman," she said flatly, wiping her face on her checked apron, stiffly starched and very clean. "Do you go, Mary Hope, and get them the horse they've come for. If Hugh were here " From somewhere within the house the voice of Aleck Douglas rose suddenly in a high-keyed vindictive chanting.
The high-keyed, sumptuous dining-hall was filled with small tables exquisitely furnished, and the carpets underfoot, thick-piled and deep-toned, gave a singular solemnity to the function of eating.
At this point we have the testimony of an eye-witness: "Then uprose that bald, gray old man of seventy-five, his hands tremulous with constitutional infirmity and age, upon whose consecrated head the vials of tyrannic wrath had been outpoured. Unexcited he raised his voice, high-keyed, as was usual with him, but clear, untremulous, and firm.
Tired, dirty, pinched faces, eyes vacantly staring, or else fired with low passion, high-keyed voices bickering and jangling, all this crowds in and out on every hand. Dirt, disease, low passion, selfishness, apparent absence of anything noble or refined, are all tangled inextricably up with these in human form. And our Lord Jesus lived in an Oriental world.
I handed the mail to you when you met me on the porch." Mr. Sloane, raising himself on one elbow to take the restoring drink from Jarvis, looked across the glass at his cross-examiner. "I put the mail in the basket on the hall table," he said in high-keyed endeavour to express withering contempt. "If it had been for me, Jarvis would have brought it to me later.
Further down high-keyed voices were crying out against the abomination of the flat roof on the more costly buildings; wondering whether some of their clients would wake up to the necessity of breaking the sky-line with something less ugly even if it did cost a little more.
I did not believe that thou couldst do half so well. Oh, Myles, prithee knock him out of his saddle an thou lovest me!" Myles, in his high-keyed nervousness, could not forbear a short hysterical laugh at his friend's warmth of enthusiasm.
It was Percy. Exhilarated by the closeness of the game, he had forgotten his grudge against Spurling & Company. He flourished a roll of bills. "Two to one on Camden!" he shouted in a high-keyed voice. All heads turned his way. For a moment nobody spoke. Percy mistook the silence. He struck a theatric attitude. "Three to one! Are you afraid to support your home team?" A girl giggled.
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