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Later that evening Stephen Brice was sitting by the open windows in his mother's room, looking on the street-lights below. "Well, my dear," asked the lady, at length, "what do you think of it all?" "They are kind people," he said. "Yes, they are kind," she assented, with a sigh. "But they are not they are not from among our friends, Stephen."

And, by the way, it was that same little captain-general who put you up against the real thing to-night, without telling me or anybody else what she was going to do." The younger man left his chair to go to one of the windows where he stood for a moment or two looking down upon the street-lights. When he turned, it was to say: "I'm with you, dad, heart and soul.

Every evening at sunset, at that hour of mystery when the street-lights begin to shine and women to seem more beautiful, the student left his lodgings and, passing through the Calle Romanos and the Calle Carmen, took his way toward the Puerta del Sol, always full of an idle, loitering crowd which seems to have nowhere to go.

Owing to the total absence of street-lights, however, the dirigible's crew were evidently unable to get their bearings, for the half-dozen bombs that they discharged fell in the outskirts of the city without causing any loss of life or doing any serious damage.

Later that evening Stephen Brice was sitting by the open windows in his mother's room, looking on the street-lights below. "Well, my dear," asked the lady, at length, "what do you think of it all?" "They are kind people," he said. "Yes, they are kind," she assented, with a sigh. "But they are not they are not from among our friends, Stephen."

There weren't many to put out, for everyone is in bed at that hour, and we have no street-lights, but an order is an order. The only result of the drum was to call everyone out of bed, in the hope "to see a Zeppelin." We neither heard nor saw anything.

There above the street itself the fiery sunset had not extended; the fair watery space was pale egg-blue; as the chimes so near at hand struck a quarter to five the pale colour began slowly to drain away, leaving ashen china shades behind it, and up to these shades the orange street-lights extended, patronising, flaunting.

But as for the latter, she made no move; the door of the cab remained closed, like its occupant's mind, a mystery to the watcher. Twilight shadows lengthened, darkling, over the land; street-lights flashed up in long, radiant ranks. Across the promenade hotels and shops were lighted up; people began to gather round the tables beneath the awnings of an open-air cafe.

The materials employed for maintaining a light in this chauffer were, doubtless, similar to those in the ancient cressets, or lights of the watch, which were in use not only as beacons, but as common street-lights, before either oil or gas-lights were known.

"Thinking," she replied, brushing the hair out of her eyes. "Couldn't you do that without waiting behind?" "Like you should talk," Julia mumbled to herself. The rest of the group began looking around at the other shops on the street. For some reason, they were all closed. Traffic had dwindled down to nothing. The street-lights had come on early, revealing a deserted town.