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Ephraim had already proposed to go with some of his companions in quest of tidings, when a messenger announced that Hur's men had lost courage at the sight of the well-fortified Egyptian citadel. Their leader, it is true, had urged them to the assault, but his band had shrunk from the peril and, unless Nun and his men brought aid, they would return with their mission unfulfilled.
Miriam sent her women to rest before midnight, and lay down to await Hur's return and to confess to him all that had wounded and angered her, everything for which she longed. She thought it would be an easy matter to keep awake while suffering such mental anguish.
Puffit's attention was fixed upon Lady Mary Tasselton's carriage, Betty Williams twitched from off the doll's shoulders the remainder of the piece of Valenciennes lace which had been left there. "Since hur's only wood, I'll make free," said she to herself, and she carried off the lace unobserved. Angelina's impatience to find her Araminta was increased, by the dread of meeting Lady Di.
But it had been used, and on the sandy soil for mats had been spread only in the living room of the tent she saw close beside her own bed the prints of Hur's footsteps. So he had stood close by it and perhaps, while she was sleeping, gazed yearningly into her face. Ay, this had really happened; her old female slave told her so unasked.
It had been no easy matter, in truth, to deter the younger of the ill-treated bondsmen from this act of vengeance; but each one was a member of some family, and when Hur's admonitions were supported by those of the fathers and mothers, they not only allowed themselves to be pacified, but aided the elders to distribute the contents of the magazines among the heads of families and pack them on the beasts of burden and into the carts which were to accompany the fugitives.
Hur's consort must be made aware that he, Joshua, no longer cherished any love for her. Even in his solitary hours, he had wholly ceased to think of her. He confessed that she was a noble, a majestic woman, but the very memory of this grandeur now sent a chill through his veins. Her actions, too, appeared in a new light.
"Deborah," she said, at last, "I'm here the night." "Yes, child. Hur's welcome," she said, quietly eating on. The girl's face was haggard and sickly; her eyes were heavy with sleep and hunger: real Milesian eyes they were, dark, delicate blue, glooming out from black shadows with a pitiful fright. "I was alone," she said, timidly.
But it had been used, and on the sandy soil for mats had been spread only in the living room of the tent she saw close beside her own bed the prints of Hur's footsteps. So he had stood close by it and perhaps, while she was sleeping, gazed yearningly into her face. Ay, this had really happened; her old female slave told her so unasked.
The woman sprang up, and hastily began to arrange some bread and flitch in a tin pail, and to pour her own measure of ale into a bottle. Tying on her bonnet, she blew out the candle. "Lay ye down, Janey dear," she said, gently, covering her with the old rags. "Hur can eat the potatoes, if hur's hungry. "Where are ye goin', Deb? The rain's sharp." "To the mill, with Hugh's supper."
Moses and Aaron, too, had gone away, taking Hur's grandson with them; but no one had deemed her, who lived and breathed solely for her people and their welfare, worthy to learn whither their journey led or what was its purpose. Why had the God to whom she devoted her whole life and being made her a woman, yet given her the mind and soul of a man?
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