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Updated: May 10, 2025
"Merciful Heaven!" shrieked Isaac, feigning consternation at the bare suggestion. The Jew still spluttered, and moaned, and hesitated. "Well, then," said Servadac, "if you do not like to lend us your steelyard, do you object to sell it to us?" Isaac fairly shrieked aloud. "God of Israel!" he ejaculated, "sell my steelyard?
"Ah why do you perplex me?" the old man moaned. "You've done something." "I don't want to perplex you, but I have done something," said Nick, getting up. He had heard the door open softly behind him and Mrs. Lendon come forward with precautions. "What has he done what has he done?" quavered Mr. Carteret to his sister.
He said that Sawyer was badly bruised, but added that he did not appear to be fatally hurt. While they were talking, Sawyer opened his eyes. "Where's Jim?" he inquired. "Here," said Lyman, stepping forward. "Merciful God," the wounded man moaned, and covered his face with his hands. Lyman stepped back, and Sawyer, putting out his hand, with his eyes closed, said to him: "Please don't leave me."
Then Eut-le-ten was very sad indeed, to think that he had come too late to save the little girls from such an awful fate, and as he looked and moaned within himself believing that his sister lay there dead, he heard a sound which seemed to come from the further end of the dark lodge, and turning round he saw some children imprisoned in a wicker cage.
In the lantern room of the right-hand tower he spent the remainder of the night, occasionally wandering out on the gallery to note the weather. The storm was dying out. The squalls were less and less frequent, and the rain had been succeeded by a thick fog. The breakers pounded in the dark below him, and from afar the foghorns moaned and wailed.
Neither mother nor daughter had time to think of anything worse than a fainting fit, until Lilian, who had taken her brother's head upon her lap, found blood upon her hands. Then she turned white to the very lips, and tore open the blue serge coat and waistcoat. The white flannel shirt beneath was caked with blood. The two women moaned, but not a finger faltered.
Some teamsters pushed an empty wagon out beyond the line of trees and overturned it; others stood up in their wagons, reins gathered, long whips swinging. The wounded moaned incessantly; some sat up in the straw, heads turned also towards the dim, gray plain. "It's an attack," said Grahame, coolly. "Marche, we're in for it now!" After a moment, he added, "What did I tell you? Look there!"
Lights flickered here and there, and the ruined city, showing only in fragments through the darkness, looked more ghostly and mournful than ever. Ned waited a long time. Drops of rain began to fall, and the wind moaned with an almost human note around the pyramids and old walls. The rain increased a little, but it never fell in abundance.
"There is not even a drop of holy water in the basins," moaned Maria Luisa. "He will go to Heaven without holy water," sobbed Lucia. "Oh, how good he was " Gianbattista kneeled down in his turn and tried to find the pulse in the poor limp wrist. Then he listened for the heart. He fancied he could hear a faint flutter in the breast. He looked up and a little colour came to his pale face.
"No no darling, I cannot I cannot " moaned Petronelle, amidst a renewed shower of sobs. Juliette's entire soul a child's soul it was rose in revolt at thought of what was before her. She felt angered with God for having put such a thing upon her. What right had He to demand a girl of her years to endure so much mental agony? To lose her brother, and to witness her fathers's grief!
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