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Updated: September 10, 2025
In that instant from a gate a few yards away that led into the road there sounded the short, imperious note of a motor-horn, repeated many times in a succession of sharp blasts. Every one stood to view the intruder with startled curiosity for perhaps five seconds.
"Eleven years," she muttered, "do change many men, but I never knew a man made out of a weakling." "I have nothing more to say to you," Dominey replied, "except to let you know that I am coming to see my wife in the space of a few minutes." The motor-horn was already sounding below when Dominey was admitted to his wife's apartment.
The slight excitement of novelty was gone, the bravery and courage of the morning hours had disappeared, and a great wave of homesickness enveloped her very soul. She was too lonely and homesick even to cry, and she sat, a pathetic, drooped little figure, on the old tumble-down porch. She heard the toot of a motor-horn, but it was a familiar sound to her, and she paid no attention to it.
The boat bumped at last against the bank, and she drew a breath of relief. The journey had seemed interminable. Suddenly through the windy darkness there came to them the hoot of a motor-horn. "That's all right," said Brandon cheerily. "That's Fricker, wanting to know if all's well."
And in the middle of the uproar, late in the afternoon, a new sound joined in the chorus of the storm, the coarse and ugly summons of a motor-horn. Old Evans spied at the car through the hall window, and contrived to signal a command to go round to the back of the house. "If I let dhraw the bolts," he said to Barty Mangan at the kitchen entrance, "the door would fall flat on me!"
'It was too bad to have to tell you such a sordid story to-day of all days. 'It is a terrible story, but this wasn't a bad time. I feel very sorry to-day for women who aren't happy. She started as a motor-horn was faintly heard. 'That's Geoffrey! She jumped to her feet. 'Mr. Stonor. What makes you think ? 'Yes, yes. I'm sure.
A motor-horn had sounded outside, and there was a noise of wheels at the door. "There's Undine! I wonder what could have kept her." He jumped up and walked to the door; but it was Clare Van Degen who came in. At sight of him she gave a little murmur of pleasure. "What luck to find you! No, not luck I came because I knew you'd be here.
Pleasant little sounds of life floated up from outdoors the clucking of a hen, the stamping of the bay cob as Billy Brewster groomed him, whistling softly through his teeth while he brushed and curry-combed, the occasional honk of a motor-horn as a car sped by in the distance. Then came the beat of a horse's hoofs, stopping abruptly outside the cottage gate.
He finally consented, however, to send for the chief priest and see if he could persuade him, in view of my limited time, to grant a special dispensation to a native who could drive a car. I don't know what arguments he used, but they must have been effective, for within the hour we heard the honk of a motor-horn at the Residency gate.
The note of a distant motor-horn rose clearly above the vague throbbing which is the only silence known to the town-dweller. Gripping the unlighted cigar between my teeth, I placed my bag upon the ground and dropped into the well before the broken window. To raise the sash was a simple matter, and, having accomplished it, I inspected the room within.
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