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At the same time Keith noticed Lector Dahlström rising partly from his seat on the platform as if to see whether anything might be the matter. Had the ceiling opened and an angel appeared in a fiery chariot to call him heavenward, the boy could not have been more startled. It was as if a terrific blow had paralyzed all his senses. His classmates had to push him forward.
He was the richest boy in the class, and Lector Dahlström simply did not dare to put Keith above him. Now he is trying to make up for it when it's too late." "Perhaps," said the father thoughtfully. "The sum of it is what I have always said: the coin that was made for a farthing will never be a dollar." "But Keith was not made for a farthing," the mother retorted sharply and indignantly.
LECTOR. You do nothing but dwell. AUCTOR. It is the essence of lonely travel; and if you have come to this book for literature you have come to the wrong booth and counter.
Some little way past the summit, on the first zig-zag down, I passed the Lake of the Dead in its mournful hollow. LECTOR. Pray are we to have any more of that fine writing? Yet here they were all quite contained and close together, on so vast a scale was the whole place conceived. It was the comb of mountains of which I have written; the meeting of all the valleys.
It is not easy to watch the book in two places at once; but pray continue. LECTOR. Why? AUCTOR. They will make what follows seem less abrupt. Once there was a man dining by himself at the Cafe Anglais, in the days when people went there. It was a full night, and he sat alone at a small table, when there entered a very big man in a large fur coat.
Your fathers and mine were there in the fighting, but we do not know their names, and I trust and hope yours spared the altars as carefully as mine did. Is this algebra? No wonder they saw visions, the dear people! LECTOR. You were at the uninteresting remark that the heat was increasing. AUCTOR. Precisely. I remember.
In the ancient churches there were generally in the chorus or choir two ambones, one from which at solemn masses the lector and at a later period the subdeacon used to sing the gospel, with his face usually turned towards that side of the church, where the men were assembled; at Rome this was generally the south side.
The Countess resumed: "My old friend request me to be serviceable to you. It is the first favour she has done us the honour of asking us, and the request is sacred. You are in holy orders, sir?" Gerard bowed. "I fear you are not a priest, you look too young." "Oh no, madam; I am not even a sub-deacon. I am only a lector; but next month I shall be an exorcist, and before long an acolyth."
LECTOR. But you are no fair judge, Scriptor. You say my health, my youth, as you waggishly call it, puts me out of court. Yet surely your ill-health and low spirits just as surely vitiate your judgment? SCRIPTOR. Admitted, so far as my views are the outcome of my particular condition.
AUCTOR. About fourteen miles, more or less... I passed through a town with a name as long as my arm, and I suppose the Bridge of Boats must have been nine miles on after that. LECTOR. And it rained all the time, and there was mud? AUCTOR. Precisely. LECTOR. Well, then, let us skip it and tell stories. AUCTOR. With all my heart.
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