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Very gently Sal laid her hand on Mary's shoulder, and led her away, saying, "What would I not have given for such a command of tears when Willie's father died. But I could not weep; and my tears all turned to burning coals, which set my brain on fire." The next time Mary raised her head they were opposite Mrs. Bender's, where Sal declared it her intention to stop.
'How do you use it? 'Just rub it on, as you see master do. Away went Juggroo to try the new recipe. Now, the gum of the sal tree is a very strong resin, and hardens in water. It is almost impossible to get it off your skin, as the more water you use, the harder it gets. Next day Juggroo's face presented a sorry sight.
Hacket fainting on the sofa, and the servants all leaving their work to listen, and look out of the verandah, provoked us extremely: we administered sal volatile and a good scolding, and sent everybody off to their business again. But those scenes were very trying to the nerves.
"You are." "I ain't. I want to go home. I'm sick of this business." "Ye'r not goin' till the guy comes, I tell ye." "When's he comin'?" "I don't know." "He'll stay there till midnight. They always do. I never got home till mornin' when I was courtin', an' Sal wasn't half as sweet as the 'fessor's daughter. Gad, she's a peach!" "Ye'r no judge of beauty, Tom Fleet," was the retort.
Me mither had the loike in her cottage window when I was a leetle gal! Aw, me pure auld mither!" And suddenly to Michael's amazement, and the disgust of Sam, old Sal sat down on the one chair and wept aloud, with the tears streaming down her seamed and sin-scarred face.
I looked to the frozen snapshot of the sea. I blinked and the waves rolled closer then they froze again. Then I saw whales diving and breaching in slow motion. I found myself among them. We swam together. We spoke a silent language I thought I never knew. I felt complete. They accepted me. "Are you okay?" asked Sal, holding me up. I longed for the freedom to roam.
At dawn there was the sound of their door opening and Cameron whirled from his dressing, hopeful it might be Sal Karone. It was Marthasa, however, grim and distant. "I have obtained word that your deportation can be accomplished today. Premier Jargla has been informed and concurs. The Council has been notified and offers no protestations. You will ready yourselves before the evening hour."
"Fight it out," said Donnel Dhu, "its a nice quarrel, although Sal has the right on her side." "If you prevent me," said she, disregarding her step-mother, "you'll rue it quickly; or hould I'm beginnin' to hate this kind of quarrellin' here, let her have as much meal as will make my supper; I'll do without any for the sake of the childhre, this night."
"Don't call it your street," said Diamond. "You're not going back to it. You're coming to us, you know." "That's too good to be true," said Nanny. "There are very few things good enough to be true," said Diamond; "but I hope this is. Too good to be true it can't be. Isn't true good? and isn't good good? And how, then, can anything be too good to be true? That's like old Sal to say that."
"I will never ask you again," said Calton, rather annoyed, as he walked to the door. "And as to this accusation of murder, if I can find this girl, you are safe." When the lawyer left the gaol, he went to the Detective Office to see Kilsip, and ascertain if there was any news of Sal Rawlins; but, as usual, there was none.
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