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Immediately remembering what he had heard, Durward, in his eagerness to watch 'Lena, failed to note the crimson flush on Anna's usually pale cheek, as Malcolm bent over her with his low-spoken, tender words of welcome, and when the phthisicky captain, claiming the privilege of an old friend, kissed the blushing Anna, Durward in his blindness attributed the scornful expression of 'Lena's face to a feeling of unwillingness that any save herself should share the attentions even of the captain!
"It has killed her," he said. "Who did it?" His low-spoken words echoed like angry thunder. "Give her to me," he said again. "She is mine body and soul." But the great strong arms were around her and would not let her go. "Save me!" she cried in failing tones. "Save me from him!" "You have saved yourself," said the solemn voice of the old man. "Saved?" Keyork laughed. "From me?"
Now and then as he passed some of these, he caught a low-spoken threat, or an exultant prophecy of lively times to come. It all made him vaguely uneasy, and he had to force himself to go about his work instead of lingering outside to see what would happen.
They shoot men for cowardice" grimly. "There are many excuses to be made for him, Sara," replied Elisabeth gently. "Excuses! For cowardice!" The low-spoken words were icy with a biting contempt. "I'm afraid I could not find them." "The court-martial did, nevertheless.
There are many nurses in Chicago. I don't mean many like you " interrupting himself hastily "but here there is no one at all," and in his low-spoken words there was a note of interest more than professional. She lifted her face frankly and let him look deep into her eyes as she answered "I appreciate your, argument, Dr. Abbott, and I will think about it."
As in a dream I followed the others, and, at a low-spoken word of command, filed past the catafalque, with a last military salute, though I was no longer in uniform, for Mishka had brought me a suit of civilian clothes. In the same dazed way I found myself later riding near the head of the procession that passed through the dark silent streets, and out into the open country.
We can tie 'em there. An' them fellers in the machine won't have no horses, so ours ain't likely to nicker." "Good," said Jack. "You lead the way and we'll follow." Presently at a low-spoken word from the guide the boys dismounted and tied up their horses.
Was it not better to stay on where she was, and learn to be graceful and low-spoken and at ease always, like her cousin Kate, if she could, even if she had to undergo some mortification in the process? Candace was not sure. She had stopped crying, and was cooling her eyes with a wet towel when she heard a little tap at the door. It was Mrs. Gray herself.
It was late afternoon when Tod Greeley strode over to Trouble Neck for no particular reason. Outside the door he stood and listened to low-spoken words and snatches of song. "'Taint nowise normal, I reckon," mused he; "a woman's tongue and mind has got to have some one to hit up against, or the recoil is going to do some right smart damage to the woman herself."
"Listen, dear!" went on Bonnie's steady, tender voice. "God doesn't want to punish. He wants to save. He is waiting to forgive you if you will let Him!" Something in her low-spoken words caught and held the attention of the soul in mortal anguish. Gila fixed her great, anguishing eyes on Bonnie. "Forgive! Forgive! How could anybody forgive all I've done!
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