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"Good Heavens! I should think it's self-evident. She's exactly as much in love with Trent as she was a year ago, and she's fighting against it every hour of her life. And the strain's breaking her." "Can't we do something to help?" Audrey put her question with a helpless consciousness of its futility. Herrick's eyes kindled. "Nothing," he answered with quiet decision.
From here it was not far to the girl's home, and, as she climbed a spur of Dewey, Sammy saw the cabin, and heard distinctly the sweet strain's of her father's violin. On top of the rise, the young woman paused a moment to enjoy the beauties of the evening, which seemed to come to her with a new meaning that night.
"What does it mean? oh, what can it mean?" faltered Milly, holding out the missive to Tims. "It means you've been in for Greats, my girl, and done first-rate. But the strain's been a bit too much for you, and you've had another collapse of memory. You had one in the end of November.
And, after all, every head depends on the eyes. This has been sent from heaven to make up for what was taken away. Now the weekly strain's off my shoulders, I can get to work in earnest. Evidently sent from heaven. Yes. Raise your chin a little, please. 'Gently, old man, gently. You're scaring somebody out of her wits, said Torpenhow, who could see the girl trembling. 'Don't let him hit me!
"What is it, Anne?" he said. "Nothing. I want to talk to you." "All right." Her set face, her hard voice gave him a premonition of disaster. "It's simply this," she said. "What happened yesterday mustn't happen again." "It shan't. I swear it shan't. I was a beast. I lost my head." "Yes, but it may happen again. We can't go on like this, Jerry. The strain's too awful."
And good men, sitting amongst their families, or by a solitary fire like me, when they remember the light that shone over the poor clowns huddling on the Bethlehem plains eighteen hundred years ago, the apparition of shining angels overhead, the song "Peace on earth and good-will toward men," which for the first time hallowed the midnight air, pray for that strain's fulfilment, that battle and strife may vex the nations no more, that not only on Christmas-eve, but the whole year round, men shall be brethren owning one Father in heaven.
"William, you can't give up politics! It would make you miserable." "That can't be helped. And I couldn't go on like this, Kitty even if this affair of the book could be patched up. The strain's too great." They were but a yard apart, and yet she seemed to be looking at him across a gulf. "You have been so happy in your work!" This time the sob escaped her.
His heart reproached him as he remembered that this had reached him two days before. He was writing a note to the Lady Superior, telling her of his expectation of sailing on the morrow, and asking if he might be permitted to call to say adieu to his little friend of the shipwreck, when an orderly entered. "Colonel Strain's compliments and desires to see the lieutenant at once."
But it's the spirit I want. To-day was a bad day for a youngster. There's always lots of feelin' about college athletics, but here at Wayne this year the strain's awful. And you fought yourself and stage-fright and the ridicule of 'em quitter students. You tried, Peg! I never saw a gamer try. You didn't fail me.
Strain's exaggerated self-esteem was deeply wounded by the Engineer's evident lack of appreciation of his greatness, and he would be glad indeed to bring him to heel, and convince him he would be wise in future to do homage instead of slight.
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