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Updated: June 7, 2025


"Collie," said Wade, with that voice he knew had strange power over her, with a clasp of her outflung hand, "no more! This is a man's game. It's not for a woman to judge. Not here! It's Wils's game an' it's mine. I'm his friend. Whatever his trouble or guilt, I take it on my shoulders. An' it will be as if it were not!"

The misery, the hopelessness was back in Burton's face again and suddenly he bent over the table and buried his head in his outflung arms. There was silence for a moment. Tight-lipped, Jimmie Dale's eyes travelled from Burton's shaking shoulders to the motionless form on the floor.

Ah! why had her eyes been opened? Surely she had been happier blind! He took the outflung hands and held them. He looked into her eyes. "But, chérie," he said, "you have your husband." "I know I know!" Piteously the words came from her. "He is very good to me. But, Bertie, he has never been first. I know it now. I didn't know before, or I wouldn't have married him.

While she made her rounds the party aft entered into a warm dispute; their curiosity was whetted, but not sufficiently in Venner's case, to whom the safety of the yacht was paramount just then. They wrangled for half an hour, and the schooner drifted on until she was within a mile or so of the outflung false Point.

Slade's savage bellow was drowned in the crash of the rifle. The bull-like roar of the trader sharpened to a yell of pain. An instant later two answering shots came back at the swaying avenger. Farley fell upon his back, with his arms outflung crosswise and his glazing eyes upturned. As he lived, so he had died futilely.

Is this story true? a bonny family is this to be among," she cried, her hand pressing the child closer, and maybe she pressed him too tightly, for the boy doubled his baby fist, his wee voice whimpered, and his outflung arm struck his mother in the face. "Oh, oh," she cried; "will you turn on me too, and leave me for farmer's wenches and tinker women like the lave of your folk?"

With his arm outflung the tramp staggered up to the foreman. "I come back to tell you that I'm going to live to get you right. I got a hunch that all hell can't beat out. I'll get you!" "We won't have any trouble," said Waring. High Chin whirled his horse round. "What's it to you? Who are you, buttin' in on this?" "My name is Waring. I used to mill around Sonora once." High Chin blinked.

"You get a good rest. You can tell me all about it and who you are when you're dry and warm." She yielded to the compulsion in his voice and to her own weakness, and lay very still and inert, her cheek upon her outflung arm, her eyes watching the red dance of flames through the black strands of her hair. It was the final irony, she felt, of that dreadful night.

With a low cry, and arms outflung, she came to him; and that first rapture of reunion, of the heart's passionate upheaval and revealing the more intense for the muteness of it was a rapture sacred to themselves alone; not to be pried upon or set down. Such moments come they but once in a lifetime, to one among a hundred are God's reiterate answers to the problem of creation.

Here, stretched upon the warm turf, her arms outflung, her eyes gazing up at the star-set heavens above her, the girl rested from her encounter with a desperate besieging force.

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