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Again the fingers dug into Nathaniel's arm, and pressing close to the sheriff he bent down his head. A low, quick whisper fell in his ear. "Don't give up hope! Marion Winnsome " The sheriff jerked himself erect without finishing. Hurried footsteps had come close to their heels. The rear guards were so near that they could have touched them with their guns.
When Adam commented on this, Sir Nathaniel said in a whisper: "Wait till we are alone, and I'll tell you why this is done; in the meantime not a word or a sign. You will approve when we have had a talk together." They said no more on the subject till after dinner, when they were ensconced in Sir Nathaniel's study, which was on the top storey.
There was a sheet of paper on his plate upon which Obadiah had scribbled the following words: "My dear Nat: Make yourself at home. I will be away to-day but will see you again to-night. Don't be surprised if somebody makes you a visit." The "somebody" was heavily underscored and Nathaniel's pulse quickened and a sudden flush of excitement surged into his face as he read the meaning of it.
As it was, I went directly to Captain John Smith, my master, telling him all Nathaniel's story, and asking if the lad had not shown himself made of the proper stuff to be counted on as one of the adventurers.
O, I promise you shall meet her, and make love to her, Nat! Ho, if Strang knew, if Strang only knew!" There was something so fiendishly gloating in the councilor's attitude, in his face, in the hot glow of his eyes, that for a moment Nathaniel's involuntary liking for the little old man before him turned to abhorrence. The passion, the triumph of the man, convinced him where words had failed.
Nathaniel's grandfather, with his wife and fifteen children, had been the first white settlers of Kenmore. So eager had the Indians been to have this first Glenn among them that it is said they offered him any amount of land he chose to select, and Glenn had taken only so much as would insure him a decent farm and prospects.
But we know that to call a man 'a Nazarene' was the same thing as to call him lowly and despised. The scoff of the Pharisee to Nicodemus's timid appeal on Christ's behalf, and the guileless Nathaniel's quest ion, show that.
He shrieked the words again and again, maddened beyond control, and the Mormon king, whose self-possession was more that of devil than man, still held the struggling girl in his arms as he turned his head toward the voice and saw Nathaniel's long arm and knotted fist threatening him through the hole in the wall.
Yes, when he got to Saint Nathaniel's he would find it was a false alarm, that there was nothing much the matter at all, and when his mother and Reginald arrived by the next train, he would be able to meet them with reassuring news. It was not more than a ten-minutes' cab- drive from the terminus the train was just in now; in twelve minutes this awful suspense would be at an end.
Theodora was weeping again desolately. "Be grateful, woman, that worse has not come to us." Now that the deathlike faint was over, Nathaniel's softening was passing. "And she went from our door hungry, the poor dear! We wouldn't have treated a beggar so." "Had she come as a suppliant, all would have been different." Then Theodora sat up, and a kind of frenzy drove her to speak.
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