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Furnival was still hot in her anger against poor Lady Mason; and giving up also much peace of mind, for he felt that he was soiling his hands by dirty work. But he thought of the lady's pale sweet face, of her tear-laden eye, of her soft beseeching tones, and gentle touch; he thought of these things as he should not have thought of them; and he persevered.
Does one longer think of the storm when the wind has driven off the heavy, tear-laden clouds, and the thunder has died away in the distance? It seemed to her now that she had never had but one name in her heart, and upon her lips Zilah. And then this man, this hero, her hero, asked her hand, and said to her, "I love you." Andras loved her!
Then there rose within the breast of this lad who, be it remembered, was verging upon manhood, a sensation strangely similar, had he but known it, to that which had been experienced an hour or two before by the child at his side when she watched him sleeping in the cave. He felt as though these tear-laden grey eyes were drawing his heart as a magnet draws iron.
But when you hear all that I have to tell, you will be forced to admit that I placed your high repute above every other consideration in declaring my love before, rather than after, you learned how and why you came to Switzerland." His manner was becoming more calm and judicial each moment. It reacted on Helen, who gazed at him with a very natural surprise in her still tear-laden eyes.
Does one longer think of the storm when the wind has driven off the heavy, tear-laden clouds, and the thunder has died away in the distance? It seemed to her now that she had never had but one name in her heart, and upon her lips Zilah. And then this man, this hero, her hero, asked her hand, and said to her, "I love you." Andras loved her!
I will wait; oh, I will wait so patiently." He turned himself away from her and walked backwards and forwards uneasily through the grotto. He did love her; love her as such men do love sweet, pretty girls. The warmth of her hand, the affection of her touch, the pure bright passion of her tear-laden eye had re- awakened what power of love there was within him. But what was he to do?
"Mother," whispered Suzanne, setting her arms about her in a vain attempt to comfort. Then she heard Charlot's voice curtly bidding Guyot to reconduct the Marquise to her carriage. Madame de Bellecour heard it also, and roused herself once more. "I will not go," she stormed, anger flashing again from the tear-laden eyes. "I will not leave my daughter." Charlot shrugged his shoulders callously.
The question now is whether the pathetic remonstrance of the tear-laden commissioner should be allowed to prevail. I say that the tenant who undertakes to pay for land that which the land will not enable him to pay had better go, under whatever pressure. Let us see how many details, how many improbabilities, will have to be met before the benevolence of the commissioner can be made to prevail.
Because of that he bade me leave his ship, and had me put ashore." She looked at him with eyes that were aswim with tears. He took a step towards her, a catch in his breath, his hand held out. "Was he right, Arabella? My life's happiness hangs upon your answer." But she continued silently to regard him with those tear-laden eyes, without speaking, and until she spoke he dared not advance farther.
He did not know what she had done for him in his suffering and delirium; he did not know how she had watched him all that night through, when she was weary, and bruised, and thirsting for sleep; he did not know; he held her hand as one comrade another's, and never looked to see if her eyes were blue or were black, were laughing or tear-laden.
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