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Presently she walked to a shelf-table on the veranda set against the wall; and from the litter of papers and work upon it, took up the cablegram she had lately received. 'I wanted to show you this, she said stonily, and handed him the blue paper. There was something significant in the way he steadied it upon the veranda railing, and stooped with his head down to pore over it.

Later, the room was empty, save for a heavily snoring drunkard and a busy polisher who, at the shelf-table at the far end of the room, laboured on his jack-boots, hissing the while, like a groom with a dandy-brush. Going to Peerson's bed, Dam snatched the letter, returned to his own, and flung himself down again his heart pumping as though he had just finished a mile race.

Sounds of warfare came faintly from the distance. "It's a good thing some of us are sane," said Mr. Linton laughing. "Nearly finished, Bob?" He was painting a shelf-table, screwed to the wall within a space at the end of the verandah, which they had completely enclosed with wire mosquito netting.

To the open portmanteaux; the different objects still strewing the ground; and then to the shelf-table against the wall near the hammock, and, there, to his most cherished possessions. She knew at once his mother's work-box, the shabby SHAKESPEARE the portraits, and, on top of all, the piece of gum-tree bark.

The longer it remained an anticipation, the more distant the day when it became a memory.... With a groan of "Oh, my brain's softening and I'm becoming a sentimentalist," he opened the letter and read Lucille's loving, cheering yet agonizing, maddening words: Dam groaned aloud. "Four o' rum 'ot, is wot you want, mate, for that," said the industrious self-improver at the shelf-table.

If it should set in to snow, we may be here several days before the relief-party reaches us." But, though he spoke cheerfully, he was aware of sinister possibilities in the situation. "Several weeks" would have been nearer his real guess. They ate breakfast at the shelf-table nailed in place underneath the western window. They made a picnic of it, and her spirits skipped upon the hilltops.

He separated all such relics from the general lot, placing them, and also two or three packets of papers upon a shelf-table in the veranda it was that table where Lady Bridget had laid the cablegram from Lord Gaverick, which she had shown him the day before she had left Moongarr. Now it seemed to him an altar of sacred memories.