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"He finally agreed that if you and the others, here, said that a higher education was what his girl craved and needed, he would withdraw all objections once for all. That is why he left us to discuss and settle this momentous question. Polly, you have won!" Polly flung her arms about her mother's neck and wept softly: "But poor father! At what costs have I won?" "S-sh!
"'S-sh," I implored. Which only added fuel to her rage "'S-sh nothing! I'll call in all the neighbors of the house and tell them the kind of pious man you are. Saying his prayers three times a day, indeed!" I sneaked out of the house like a thief. I was wretched all day, wondering how I should come to supper in the evening.
Three taps sounded very distinctly upon the window. Graham Guthrie started so as to shake the bed. "It's supernatural!" he muttered all that was Celtic in his blood recoiling from the omen. "Nothing human can reach that window!" "S-sh!" from Smith. "Don't stir." The tapping was repeated. Smith softly crossed the room. My heart was beating painfully. He threw open the window.
But a faint animal scent crept to my nostrils, too, and there was a subdued stir about me, infinitely suggestive mysterious. Now my feet sank in a soft carpet, and a curtain brushed my shoulder. A gong sounded. We stopped. The din of distant drumming came to my ears. "Where in Heaven's name are we?" hissed Smith in my ear; "that is a tom-tom!" "S-sh! S-sh!"
There's a stone seat cut out of the wall in the bellringers' loft, and there we sat down again, and I was just going to tell him again what I had said in the letter about being his sister and a friend, which seemed to comfort me somehow, though William has told me since it never would have him, when William, he gripped my hand like iron, and ''S-sh! says he, 'listen. And I listened, and oh! what I felt when I heard footsteps coming up the tower.
I felt conscious of having heaps of interesting things to tell, and I understood exactly what Victoria means when she says she's in one of her "pretty and popular moods." I danced into our stateroom, where only a drawn curtain covers the open doorway. No one was there, and the cabin was so quiet that it seemed to greet me with a warning "S-sh!"
Beulah had drawn her brother to one side, but as Roy talked with Charlton he heard what the other two said, though each spoke in a low voice. "Where you going, Ned?" the sister asked. "Oh, huntin' strays." "Home to-night?" "Reckon not." "What deviltry are you and Brad up to now? This will be the third night you've been away and before that it was Jeff." "S-sh!"
Luigi laughed, but a little uneasily. "It is time, then, that the devil went to paradise; he makes better for us than the saints, to whom you pray so " "S-sh!" Vincenza crossed herself quickly. "That is a great wickedness." Luigi picked up the bills, examining them closely. Apparently they were good.
The door opened slowly and let in a man. "That's far enough. What do you want?" I asked brusquely. "S-sh! It's me, Mr. Sedgwick. Are you in irons?" It was Gallagher. If I had been a Frenchman I would have kissed his ugly old mug for the sheer pleasure of seeing it.
And one evening they took them out and dropped them into the mailbox. "And now we'll see!" he said. They soon saw. When he came in for lunch the next day, Corydon came to the door, in great excitement. "S-sh!" she whispered. "There's a reporter here!" "A reporter!" he echoed. "Yes a woman." "What does she want?" "She wants an interview about the book." "Where is she from?"
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