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Beverley, with pleasure. Though I understand from Mr. Quigly that she is unable to meet " "Seventy-eight pounds, sir! She can pay it all every blood-stained, tear-soaked farthing. She should meet it were it double treble the sum!" said Barnabas, opening his purse. "Ah, indeed, I see! I see!" nodded Jasper Gaunt. "Take the money, Quigly, I will make out the receipt.
At one moment she took her tear-soaked handkerchief, bit it with her teeth and tore it, after the manner of certain actresses. Perenna saw those beautiful white teeth, a little wide, moist and gleaming, rending the dainty cambric. And he thought of the marks of teeth on the apple. And he was seized with an extreme longing to know the truth.
She, however, paid no attention to these manifestations of inquisitiveness; standing in the witness-box, a tear-soaked handkerchief in her hands, half-sullen, half-resentful of mouth and eye, she looked at nobody but the Coroner; her whole expression was that of a defenceless animal, pinned in a corner and watchful of its captor.
The elder Miss Hyde sprang up at sight of him and held a tear-soaked handkerchief towards him in pantomimic appeal. "Oh, Mr. Viner," she exclaimed, "you are so kind, and so clever. I'm sure you'll see a way out of this! It looks, oh, so very black, and so very much against him; but oh, dear Mr. Viner, there must be some explanation!" "But what is it?" asked Viner, looking from one to the other.
Wright kneading her tear-soaked handkerchief into a ball, cried some more and said: "Oh, Sam dear, why do you act so?" Sam looked at her attentively, wondering why her little nose always reddened when she cried. But he waited patiently, until she finished her rambling reproaches. It occurred to him that he would tell Mrs. Richie all about this matter of the prints.
'Your daughter? he repeated. 'My daughter, Gemma, broke almost with a groan from Frau Lenore, behind the tear-soaked handkerchief, 'informed me to-day that she would not marry Herr Klueber, and that I must refuse him! Sanin positively started back a little; he had not expected that.
Both heads were bowed and in the brown tweed lap was a child's shoe, a wee, worn, fat shoe. Beside it lay an absurd bit of crumpled, tear-soaked embroidery that had been intended to do duty as a handkerchief but had evidently proved quite unseaworthy. Waddling about on the flags close to the little table was a large fat duck wearing a look of inexpressible greed.
The dog went to him and gazed longingly into the tear-reddened eyes. Humbly he licked the chubby hands, then the tear-soaked face. The boy smiled with a dawn of trust, put his hand testingly on the shaggy head, then round his neck. The dog sank to his haunches, his tail stirring the leaves. The boy gave a convulsive hug. Dan VI knew that his wanderings were over.
Doctor John asked, settling down beside the crib upon a stool that the wife had brushed off with her apron. "'Bout sundown, sir," she answered, her tear-soaked eyes fixed on little Tod's face. Her teeth chattered as she spoke and her arms were tight pressed against her sides, her fingers opening and shutting in her agony.
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