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Updated: June 29, 2025
On the first day of August, late in the afternoon, a peasant driving an exhausted horse pulled up at the Château Morteyn, where Jack Marche stood on the terrace, smoking and cutting at leaves with his riding-crop. "What's the matter, Passerat?" asked Jack, good-humouredly; "are the Prussians in the valley?" "You are right, Monsieur Marche the Prussians have crossed the Saar!" blurted out the man.
"Oh, I almost forgot to tell you that Aunt Mary said her part of the present was to be my riding-habit, and the first time Arthur went into Boston he brought me the prettiest little riding-crop I've ever seen. "Mercy! My arm's stiff from writing so much, and my little watch tells me that it's almost lunch-time.
"Missouri," he said at last to himself, and to her confidentially, "I'd like to cry. I'd give five hundred plunkerinos if I might be allowed to cry." Then he flicked his riding-crop over his leg in a devilishly nonchalant way, and rode straight forward. The road went on interminably, its dust-white line, with the rocky ridge through the middle, dipping and rising and getting nowhere.
"Did you not see that sign on the gate?" demanded the girl. "I did," he replied, still smiling as he removed his hat, one of Knox's panamas. "And I owe you an apology." She advanced to the top. He noted the riding-crop gripped rather firmly in her clenched hand. "No one is permitted to come up here," she announced, stopping a few feet away. She was quite tall and straight.
The slight figure of his lordship in its grey frock was stiff and erect, his booted leg firmly planted, his hands behind him clutching his riding-crop and cocked hat. His face was set and his voice as he greeted O'Moy sharp and staccato. "Ah, O'Moy, there are one or two matters to be discussed before I leave Lisbon." "I had written to you, sir," replied O'Moy.
She went directly to the table, and then, catching her breath, with a quick, apprehensive sinking of the heart, stopped short. A loop of her riding-habit over her arm, the toe of her boot tapping the floor nervously, Laura stood motionless in the centre of the room, her lips tight pressed, the fingers of one gloved hand drumming rapidly upon her riding-crop.
Arnold, there under her cheek was that old baseball cap of yours ... all wet, all wet with her tears, Judith's tears." Before she had finished she was sorry she had spoken. Arnold's face was suffused with purple. He put his hand up to his collar and wrenched at it, clenched his fists, and finally, flinging his riding-crop far from him, hid his face in his hands and burst into tears.
"Hello, Gil!" she said, beating her riding-crop on her boot, and smiling that entrancing smile of hers. She was glad to see her handsome host again after her brisk ride. "Good morning, Lucia," Gilbert said, hardly daring to look at her. Uncle Henry didn't mean to be overlooked. "Good afternoon, Mrs. Pell," he said, meaningly. "Why, it is afternoon, isn't it?" she laughed.
The sky was gray through the trees when he turned into the park and skirted the wall to the wicket. The wicket was locked. He rang repeatedly, he shook the grille and pounded on the iron escutcheon with the butt of his riding-crop; and at length a yawning servant appeared from the gate-lodge and sleepily dragged open the wicket. "The marquis was ill, have you heard anything?" asked Jack.
She had caught up a riding-crop; the knuckles that gripped it were white. Ambrose, admiring her in an odd, detached way, was reminded of Bellona, the goddess of anger. "What does this mean?" she cried. "What you see," said Ambrose coldly. "Get out!" she cried. "All of you! I order it!" The men cringed under her angry glances, and their eyes bolted.
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