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Again the cold shiver ran under her hair, and she could not speak again for a few moments. "Does he know what I am going to do to-day?" she asked at last, in a very low voice. "I will ask him." The silence which followed was the longest of all that there had been. "I cannot see him any more," said the voice, speaking more faintly. "He is gone. He will communicate with you again. I cannot find him.
The poor monk began to shiver in his shoes. But the king said to him, "Thank God that he has not willed that you should be killed as I had ordered. He who took your estates has been instead. God has done you justice. Go and pray God for me, and don't stir out of your convent." The proves the good-heartedness of Louis XI. He might very well have hanged the monk, the cause of the error.
Cicely touched it cautiously, and then looked at her finger as if she expected to find the traces red on her hand. "I think we'd better go down again," she said, with a shiver. "All right, only I want to look out of the window first. Oh, what a glorious view!"
The station agent and Uncle Jonah lifted Hortense's steamer trunk into the back seat of the surrey, and with Hortense sitting beside Uncle Jonah, off they went. "She'd better look out for ghosts up at the big house, hadn't she, Uncle Jonah?" the station agent called after them. Uncle Jonah grunted. "Are there ghosts at Grandfather's house?" Hortense asked, feeling a delightful shiver up her back.
This man, at least, could not shrink, turn away, shiver, affect indifference, fix his eyes on hers with a fascinated horror, as others had done. Her heart was divided between a great throb of pity and sympathy for him and an irresistible sense of gratitude for herself. Sure of protection and comprehension, her lovely soul came out of her poor eyes and sat in the sunshine.
It numbed him to think there was so little of stirring life, where nearly two hundred thousand men had fought. Then a voice arose that made him shiver. But it was only the cold wind from the mountains whistling a dirge. Nevertheless it seemed human to Dick. It was at once a lament and a rebuke. He edged over a little and touched Warner. "Is that you, Dick?" asked the Vermonter.
"I suppose you heard about Hayward, didn't you?" "I know he went to the Cape." "He died, you know, soon after landing." For a moment Philip did not answer. He could hardly believe his ears. "How?" he asked. "Oh, enteric. Hard luck, wasn't it? I thought you mightn't know. Gave me a bit of a turn when I heard it." Lawson nodded quickly and walked away. Philip felt a shiver pass through his heart.
And as he listened he began to shiver all over in the anticipated service of his country. "Very well," he said, "I'll take a taxi. But this has Valley Forge stung to death, you know." She said: "I took the liberty of sending my car to the Racquet Club for you. It should be there now. There's a foot-warmer in it." "Thank you so much," he replied with a burst of shivers. "I'll b-b-be right up."
Christmas morning came with a dead, searching cold that made the three men shiver as they stepped out of the warm tilt long before dawn and strode off in single file into the silent, dark forest.
The thought sent a shiver through her. At that moment she hated herself. It was no ordinary meeting this, for him or for her. Had she been able to look him steadily in the face, she might have seen something of her own nervousness reflected there. But that was just what at first she was unable to do.
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