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"I couldn't ask her for it," she sighed to herself, as, at last, she rose, switched on the electric light, and viewed her tear-swollen face in the mirror, "not when she had kept it all this time. She knew how dreadfully I felt over losing it, and she certainly saw the notice in the hall." A flash of resentment tinged her grief. "I can't forgive her. I'll never forgive her.
"No, indeed," cried Lavinia, indignantly. "I don't want ever to see him again." "Well, your mother does," returned Hannah with an odd kind of laugh. "Whatever for?" "I'll let you have the story d'rectly, but you tell me your tale first." By this time they were in the shop and Hannah caught sight of Lavinia's white, drawn face and her tear-swollen eyes. "You poor baby. What's your fresh troubles?"
It was not the subtly changed atmosphere of the house, not Mary's tear-swollen face, as she appeared, silent, at the top of the stairs; not Millie, who came ashen-faced and panting from the kitchen; not the sudden, weary little moan that floated softly through the hallway no one of all these things. Yet Rachael knew Derry was dying. She needed not to know how or why.
The flushed face and tear-swollen eyes of Mabel did not escape the notice of the lady, but seeing that she turned away, and appeared anxious to avoid observation, Mrs. Norton made no remark, and soon all the party were interested spectators of the various exploits of the marine prodigy.
A young priest nicknamed Habu was calling me from the downstairs kitchen. "Mukunda, enough of meditation! You are needed for an errand." Another day I might have replied impatiently; now I wiped my tear-swollen face and meekly obeyed the summons. Together Habu and I set out for a distant market place in the Bengali section of Benares.
And now she stood face to face with him; her eyes tear-swollen, her garments dusty, and here and there torn in consequence of her rapid progress through the bushy by-paths. She did not make a favourable impression on the well-clad Mrs. Gale, dressed in her best silk gown, and therefore unusually susceptible to the appearance of another. Nor were Susan's manners gracious or cordial.
Esther groped for her slippers, which were kicked off under the table; scratched four or five matches along the box and threw them away before she succeeded in lighting her candle; set it down again to contemplate her tear-swollen reflection in the chimney-glass, and burst out laughing.
Etta's peculiarities, however, were well known, and he concluded she had some new project in her head, in which she desired his assistance and, as usual, could not wait a moment to put it into execution. He was rather surprised by the tear-swollen eyes and the resolute expression of face, and after courteously welcoming his visitor, waited somewhat impatiently to hear what she had to say.
The miserable day passed; after trying in vain to sleep, Bessie walked about her sitting-room with tear-swollen face and rumpled gown, always thinking it possible that Sam had only played a trick, and that he would come. But he came not, and again it was night. At eight o'clock Mr. Scawthorne's bell rang. Impossible for Bessie to present herself; Jane would go.
Miriam did not start; but the pallor of her face increased, and her tear-swollen eyes fixed themselves with a kind of wan wonder and shame on Celia. "Derrick Dene!" she echoed, faintly. "Yes," murmured Celia; and, as briefly and gently as she could, she told Miriam of Derrick's recent experiences.
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