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McGee's eyes gleamed. Harry saw that while not of alert mind he was nevertheless a gentleman. "We work together, Captain Sherburne," he said gratefully, "and I thank God you've come. What splendid men you have!" Captain Sherburne's eyes gleamed also. This troop of his was his pride, and he sought always to keep it bright and sharp like a polished sword blade. "Whatever you wish, Captain McGee.
Harry rode to Sherburne with a message of congratulation from General Lee, who told him that he had selected the possible crossing well, and that he had shown great skill and valor in holding it until the army came up. Sherburne's flush of pride showed under his deep tan. "I did my best," he said to Harry, who knew the contents of the letter, "and that's all any of us can do."
He must get through to Jackson with the news that the Army of the Potomac was in Virginia. Others from Sherburne's troop might arrive with the same news, but he did not know it. It was not his place to reckon on the possible achievements of others. So far as this errand was concerned, and so far as he was now concerned, there was nobody in the world but himself. Swiftly he reckoned the chances.
Harry had noticed that Shepard led the way as if he were the ruling spirit, but he did not consider it necessary to say anything to the others about him. The trumpet blew and Sherburne's force, mounting, rode away from the cove. Harry cast one regretful glance back at the splendid fire which still glowed there, and then resigned himself to the cold and rain.
Harry, not a Virginian himself, but a brother by association, understood and shared their feeling. He saw Sherburne's lips moving and he knew that he was saying hard words between his teeth. But Sherburne's eyes were at the glasses, and he looked a long time, moving them slowly from side to side. After a while he handed them to Harry.
Would there not come satiety even with her? Certainly Cecil's welfare was to be considered in a second marriage, and he has done that. If he has blundered again for himself he will make the best of it in the certainty that there is now another and absorbing interest to his life. I cannot argue, I can only feel. Grandon runs carelessly over his mail before the morning meeting at Mr. Sherburne's.
'There is no doubt of the authorship of this play, writes Professer Gollancz in his notes to Lamb's Specimens, "J. S." is certainly an error for "E. S." I have found in a MS. in the British Museum Sir E. Sherburne's preface to this play. Professer Gollancz deserves credit for having unearthed the interesting document referred to, but an examination of it at once destroys his theory.
Beside, she is training herself to believe that Eugene will recover from his ill-fated passion and truly love Pauline Murray. "Are you ready?" Grandon briefly asks, and hands her to the carriage. The drive is quite silent. They find all the parties engaged at Mr. Sherburne's, and proceed at once to business. On behalf of Messrs.
Twenty, twenty-five cards were drawn, and then Pierre paused. "In a minute all will be settled," he said. "Will you go on, or will you pause?" But Sherburne had got the madness of chance in his veins now, and he said: "Quick, quick, go on!" Pierre drew, but the great card held back. Sherburne drew, then Pierre again. There were three left. Sherburne's face was as white as the snow around him.
Harry's face as he turned from the soldier to the Indian fighter of old had changed. To Sherburne's fascinated gaze the eyes seemed amazingly vivid and bright, like those of one who has learned to see in the dark. The complexion was redder Henry Ware had always burned red instead of brown like that of one who sleeps oftener in the open air than in a house.
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