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Mr Pearse was now the leader of the latter organisation a man of high intellectual attainments, single-minded purpose, and austere character. "For many years," writes Mr Henry, "his life seems to have been passed in the grave shadow of the sacrifice he felt that he was called upon to make for Ireland.
He would have yielded the ball to Pearse had he been able to tell the other to take it; but his breath was too far gone for speech. So he plunged onward, each step slower than that before, his eyes fixed on the farthest white streak. From three sides of the great field poured forth the resonance of twelve thousand voices, triumphant, despairing, appealing, inciting, the very acme of sound.
Craik Tomlin glared at both, yet his gaze seemed hard to restrain from wandering around the gorgeous chamber, whose wealth he saw now for the first time. Venner, too, had been seized by the jewel-hunger, although neither he, nor Tomlin, guessed at the immensely greater wealth that had been revealed to Pearse.
"If not here, where shall ye find such a one as my mistress?" Pascherette retorted saucily. "Your mistress?" "Without doubt. I am but a slave, my lady is the queen, Dolores." "A queen a white woman?" stammered Venner. "Oh, Venner, let us look into this!" exclaimed Pearse with unconcealed curiosity. "Just what we have prayed for!" Tomlin supplemented eagerly. "Anchor, Venner, like a good fellow.
"The apples are gathered, and laid on the shelf, Oh! heigh-ho! and laid on the shelf; If you want any more, you must sing for yourself, Oh! heigh-ho! and sing for yourself." Her small, high voice came to us in trills and spurts, as the wind let it, like the singing of a skylark lost in the sky. Pearse went up to her and whispered something.
Then we must seize the chance. Is that somebody coming now?" Milo's great shoulders reared above the cliff, and behind him came the slaves. They came directly toward the great rock, and Pearse flattened himself against the wall in the shadow of the portals, pressing Venner back also with a hand across his chest. "Hush! Hide here. Let them enter, and we'll make one leap for the shore."
He studied Egyptian and Sanscrit, and distant curious matter of that sort, and was interested in inventions and the theatre. He was tried and sentenced and shot. As to Pearse, I do not know how to place him, nor what to say of him.
Pearse seems to have felt, important events were brewing. We make the following extracts from his notebook: December 28. This morning there was just a pale glimmer of dawn when our large naval gun assumed the aggressive part, and sent six shells in rapid succession on to Bulwaan battery and the hillside, where Boers were moving about.
Once more the tackle-tandem was brought into play. Smith failed to stop it, and the head of the defense was given to Pearse; but Robinson's new left tackle was a good man, and yard by yard Erskine was borne back toward her goal. The south stand blossomed anew with brown silk and bunting. On her thirty yards Erskine was penalized for off-side and the ball was almost under her goal.
There's duck; or yu might like 'toad in the hole, with an apple tart; or then, there's Well! we'll see what we can du like." And off she went, without waiting for my answer. To-morrow is Wednesday. I shan't be sorry to get another look at this fellow Pearse.... "Friday, 29th July. .... Why do you ask me so many questions, and egg me on to write about these people instead of minding my business?
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