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Its impudent manager, after visiting his studio, had expressed the opinion that it would only be a 'one-horse show from the selling point of view. This crowning example of commercial cowardice towards her favourite lame duck and he so hard up, with a wife and two children, that he had caused her account to be overdrawn was still making the blood glow in her small, resolute face, and her red-gold hair to shine more than ever.

The Sahibs prayed to their God; for in the centre of the Mess-table its sole ornament when they were on the line of march stood a golden bull fashioned from old-time loot of the Summer Palace at Pekin a red-gold bull with lowered head, ramping upon a field of Irish green. To him the Sahibs held out their glasses and cried aloud confusedly.

His uniform became him well; the trim sack coat fitted his great, deep chest and almost abnormal shoulders snugly; and above were the square, smooth face, the steady gray eyes, and the red-gold hair; and the long, straight limbs supported a lithe, almost aggressive poise. She started slightly forward. "Have you ever thought how much we owe you?

"Myra, darling, I want to fix a date for our wedding," said Tony. "Let's get married before the Season is over, or early in the Autumn, and spend a long honeymoon in the East or in the South Seas. I want to make you all mine as soon as possible, dear. Let's arrange to get married next month." Myra's smile faded, and she shook her red-gold head.

The light in the sky had gone out. I looked up at the girl before me as she stood gazing into the flame, her features in strong relief, her lips parted, her hair red-gold, and the rounded outlines of her figure softened. I wondered why I had never before known her beauty. Perchance it was because, until that night, I had never seen her heart. I leaped to my feet and seized her hands.

"You don't owe me nothing but hard words, Pierre; but if you don't try to come to me, the ghost of your mother will follow you all your life, lad, and you'll be seeing her blue eyes and the red-gold of her hair in the dark of the night as I see it now. Me, I'm a hard man, but it breaks my heart, that ghost of Irene.

On the quieter days of her convalescence she seemed, indeed, more Madonna than Magdalen as she sat against the pillows, her red-gold hair lying in two heavy plaits across her shoulders, her cheeks pale; the inner, consuming fires that smouldered in her eyes died down. Could there be another meaning in life than the pursuit of pleasure, than the weary effort to keep the body alive?

'T was so I saw her last; so I shall always picture her in memory a motionless, statuesque figure, covered with a veil of red-gold hair, her eyes like diamonds, her bare, white arms gleaming, her lips curved in proud disdain; a queen of savages, a high priestess of Hell. The sudden cessation of noise was awesome, uncanny. It rendered manifest the ceaseless roar of thunder without.

"Well, I will be to-day. See! I have a new book a sad little love-tale, they say just the thing for two to read at sea," and with a heightened color she began to read. She had pulled her deck-chair forward, until she sat in a flood of sunshine, and the bright rays, falling on her mass of rich brown hair, heightened all the little glints of red-gold till they looked like living bits of flame.

The windows were well screened, but a few sunbeams forced their way into the room and fell on her red-gold hair. Even the fair Boeotians, whom he had admired in his student-days at Athens, had no such glorious crown of hair.

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