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I could feel his breath hot on my face as he clutched me round the neck. I could see some boys holding Angel back, I could hear The Seraph's wail of "John! John!" Then, simultaneously there came a blow on my own nose, and a grasping of my collar, and a shaking that freed us of each other, for I was clutching him with fury equal to his own.
"Guard cut up fearfully rough," murmured one near him, known as "the Dauphin." "Such a low sort of thing, you know; that's the worst of it. Seraph's name, too." "Poor old Seraph! He's fairly bowled over about it," added a third. "Feels it awfully by Jove, he does! It's my belief he paid those Jew fellows the whole sum to get the pursuit slackened." "So Thelusson says.
Now, as to these angels, I have simply to remark that I should prefer a seraph's head to his heels; and that a group of archangels, kicking from the canvas with such alarming vigor, however much it may illustrate foreshortening, does not illustrate either glory to God in the highest, or peace on earth and good will to men.
What! man, canst thou not sing a little of that blest hour when Jesus met thee; when, a blind slave, thou wast sporting with death, and He saw thee, and said: "Come, poor slave, come with me"? Canst thou not sing of that rapturous moment when He snapt thy fetters, dashed thy chains to the earth, and said: "I am the Breaker; I came to break thy chains, and set thee free"? What tho thou art ever so gloomy now, canst thou forget that happy morning, when in the house of God thy voice was loud, almost as a seraph's voice, in praise? for thou couldst sing: "I am forgiven; I am forgiven": "A monument of grace, A sinner saved by blood."
Again, note that we have here set forth most strikingly the other great truth that, side by side, and as closely synchronous as the flash and the peal, as soon as the consciousness of sin and the aversion from it spring in a man's heart, the seraph's wings are set in motion.
But it was not possible to think for a moment that Miss Grammont was anything but a lady. She was old-fashioned and precise in her attire, and she is perhaps forty years of age, but her face is as beautiful as a seraph's. She is calm and sweet and quiet. She is like a Venetian night sweet and venerable, and moving to touches of soft music. I took tea with them both a simple meal.
"I'll bet anything," whispered Angel, over The Seraph's curls, "that it's a telegram from father saying that he's coming to fetch us! Wouldn't that be jolly? And she's waxy about it too see how white she's gone!" Mrs. Handsomebody rose. "Boys," she said, in her most frigid manner, "owing to news of a sudden bereavement, I shall not be able to continue your lessons today nor tomorrow.
He spread out his arms like a crucifix; his face shone with the brightness of a seraph's; in his voice, as it rose to the last word, the tears seemed ready. Herrick made a vigorous call upon himself. "Attwater," he said, "you push me beyond bearing. What am I to do? I do not believe. It is living truth to you: to me, upon my conscience, only folk-lore.
The echo rang in an absolute agony from his hearer; he had thought of it as, at its worst, only a question between himself and Cecil. The accused gave no sigh, the rigidity and composure he had sustained throughout did not change; but at the Seraph's accent the hunted and pathetic misery which had once before gleamed in his eyes came there again; he held his comrade in a loyal and exceeding love.
I wish I hadn't so wholly denied my signature. If the mischief's done, there's no good in bothering the fellow." The Seraph's good nature was apt to overlook such trifles as the Law. Baroni kept pace with him as he approached the hotel door, and spoke very low. "My lord, if you do not listen, worse may befall the reputation both of your regiment and your friends."
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