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Then she returned to the tent of the chief, her husband, while many a lowly man and poor anxious woman, before their rude tents or on their thin, tear-drenched mats, uplifted their terrified souls to the God of their fathers and besought His care for those who were dearest to their hearts.
Then she dropped to her knees beside her daughter, and, before Lilly could prevent, reached up to drag down her face against her own tear-drenched one. "Don't leave us, Lilly. Don't ever. Come home with us. We're getting old, Lilly. Don't ever leave us, me and papa. Promise me, Lilly. Promise." "Of course I promise, mamma darling. Of course I promise."
"What's the trouble here?" asked the man in a deep, pleasant voice that carried even through the clamor into Jerry's consciousness. He raised his head and looked up through swollen and tear-drenched eyes at the man. "They're g-goin' to take Jerry Elbow to the p-p-poor farm Wednesday morning," Danny stutteringly explained.
Vaguely she remembered her lonely childhood, but did not grieve; vaguely she thought of her youth, passing away from a tear-drenched land through the smoke of battles. She did not grieve the last sad tear for self had fallen and quenched the last smouldering spark of selfishness.
"Oh, Lord!" he said, with a shrug, and he turned again and walked slowly up the hill. When Whitwell faced his daughter in the little sitting-room, whose low ceiling his hat almost touched as he stood before her, the storm had passed with her, and her tear-drenched visage wore its wonted look of still patience. "Did Jeff tell you why I sent for you, father?" "No.
And now their long, tear-drenched tenderness, their pure idyl of suffering, was ending in this brutal separation; she on her side saved, radiant amidst the hosannas of the triumphant Basilica; and he lost, sobbing with wretchedness, bowed down in the depths of the dark crypt in an icy, grave-like solitude. It was as though he had just lost her again, and this time forever and forever.
Every instant of this nearness stabbed her with new joy and new pain; when at last he gently tipped back her tear-drenched face, she was incapable of resisting the great flood of emotion that was sweeping them both off their feet. "Sue, you do care! My dearest, you DO care?" Susan, panting, clung to him. "Oh, yes yes!" she whispered.
Peter's bald head now rose above the edge of the banisters. Miss Felicia motioned him to go back, but Ruth heard his step and raised her tear-drenched face half hidden in her dishevelled hair. "Oh, Uncle Peter, is Jack is Mr. Breen " Miss Felicia's warning face behind Ruth's own, for once reached Peter in time. "In his bed and covered up, and his landlady, Mrs.
His powerless creative rage had seized hold of him again, he was wearing himself out, oblivious of the hour, oblivious of the world; he wished to infuse life into his work at once. Ah, what a pitiful sight! And with what tear-drenched eyes did Christine gaze at him! At first she thought of leaving him to that mad work, as a maniac is left to the pleasures of his craziness.
Ye need trouble for nothing, my lass, ye need trouble for nothing." He laid his broad hand on his wife's shoulder with a gesture infinitely tender, then turned and went stumbling out of the room, while Margot's eyes met the tear-drenched ones above her with a flash of enthusiasm. "He is splendid!" Even at that moment Mrs Macalister showed a faint kindling of response. "Didn't I tell ye?
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