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When the hurricane of sound had ended, the robin found himself hovering in the gateway between the jasper walls, where the sheer drop which lies between earth and Heaven commences. He turned to look back before he took the leap and saw that behind him the angels were following. Following most closely was the Virgin. "Tell me again," she pleaded. "It's little and soft.
"Yes, I have promised." "And I know you keep your promises. I'm sure you won't forget. Poor mother isn't happy; she's troubled." "About you?" "No, about herself, because she isn't a Christian." "That's enough to trouble anybody," said Marjorie, wisely. "Now, one more promise in payment. Will you write to me every two weeks?" "Oh, I couldn't," pleaded Marjorie.
She had a deep, vibrant contralto voice of splendid range and volume; she sang with rare sympathy, and every word could be clearly understood. "Don't stop," pleaded Barbara, when she paused and ran her fingers lightly over the keys. "I don't want to impose upon your good-nature," she returned, "but I love to sing." "And we love to have you," said North. "I think, Barbara, we must get a new piano."
"You'd better meet here THERE than HERE," she warned him; "you know what the Superintendent said." "That's true," agreed Aggie with an anxious face. "Come now," she pleaded, "it will only take a minute; you can do the whole thing before you have had time to think." "Before I have had time to think," repeated Jimmy excitedly. "That's how you get me to do everything.
"For goodness' sake, don't do that, Mark don't!" she pleaded. "You might as well go and ask a Jewish Rabbi why he wouldn't let his daughter marry a Christian.
Now, girls, is there anything else to be thought of?" "If there is, I'm not capable of it," declared Mollie. "I am a wreck," and she leaned against patient Amy for support. "We'll go part way with you," offered Will. "You shall not!" exclaimed his sister. "You'll make all manner of fun of us, and " "No, we won't I promise!" exclaimed Frank, earnestly. "Oh, let them come," pleaded Betty.
Phillips should be sacrificed for the general good. Only one voice had pleaded for foolish, helpless Mrs. Phillips and had conquered. The still, small voice of Pity. Arthur sprang himself upon her a little before Christmas. He was full of a great project. It was that she and her father should spend Christmas with his people at Birmingham.
"Please, please, Peter," she pleaded, "stop being one of those horrid Reds!" And Peter could stand it no longer. He told her that he really wasn't a Red, but a secret agent employed by the very biggest business men of American City to keep track of the Reds and bring their activities to naught. And when he told this, Rosie stared at him in consternation.
Marian asked him to remain for the evening, but he pleaded some excuse. "I shall come tomorrow afternoon," he said, as he stooped to drop a careless good-bye kiss on her face. Marian watched him wistfully as he rode away, with an unaccountable pain in her heart. She felt more acutely than ever that there were depths in her lover's nature that she was powerless to stir into responsive life.
"May I go with you?" pleaded Hogan, this time addressing himself to Joe. "Mr. Hogan," said Joe, "you know very well why your company is not acceptable to us." "You shall have no occasion to complain," said Hogan earnestly. "Do you want us to adopt you, Hogan?" asked Joshua. "Let me stay with you till we reach the nearest diggings. Then I won't trouble you any more." Joe turned to Bickford.
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