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She kept on washing, while her tear-wet eyes seemed to be peering at the mysteries of forgetfulness in the passing water. Despite the great physical and moral decline of the poor woman, she did not fail to waken thoughts and hopes in a certain man. To her aspired a fellow named Benjamin, by trade a shoemaker. He was already turning fifty years, was a widower and had two sons in the army.
"An' ye thought 'cause Daddy'd been up there once, the man must a run right straight here, huh?" she accused, with a sob in her voice. "Well, I'll admit till I saw you I thought I thought, but now ," a negative gesture with his hand finished his answer. Tessibel turned withering, tear-wet eyes on her visitor.
Holly's tear-wet, yet radiant face, he collapsed limply. "Gosh!" he muttered. "Say, do you know, I didn't s'pose I did care so much! I reckon I'll go an' tell Mr. Jack. He'll want ter hear." David's convalescence was picturesque, in a way. As soon as he was able, like a king he sat upon his throne and received his subjects; and a very gracious king he was, indeed.
She lifted her tear-wet face like a flower after a storm, and pleaded with her eyes once more, saying in a whisper very soft and sweet: “If you really forgive me, then kiss me, just once, so I may remember it always.” It was more than he could bear. He caught her to himself and pressed his lips upon hers in one frenzied kiss of torture. It was as if wrung from him against his will.
Her usually colorless cheeks showed a faint pink, and her eyes glowed and sparkled. A little later, after I had talked a few minutes with the boy, my sister and I went up-stairs to her own rooms; and there she talked to me of Jamie. Not of the old Jamie, as she used to, with tear-wet eyes and hopeless sighs, but of the new Jamie and there were no sighs nor tears now.
And suddenly she found herself sitting at the foot of the cedar, weeping, with tear-wet hands over her face. "There's nothin' to -to cry about," Slone was saying. "But I'm sorry if I hurt you." "Will you please fetch Sarch?" asked Lucy, tremulously. While Slone went for the horse and saddled him Lucy composed herself outwardly.
I was no longer in the safety of the trees, and I knew the danger I ran of bringing upon myself the hunting animals by too audible an expression of my grief. I remember, as my sobs died down, that I became interested in watching the strange light-effects produced by partially opening and closing my tear-wet eyelids.
Times he would have liked to put his arms round Maw now more than ever; but he didn't dare. "Don't take on, Maw! Don't!" "Who's takin' on?" She lifted a fierce, sallow, tear-wet face. "Hain't no use makin' a fuss. All's left's to work to work, an' die after a while." "I hate 'em! Uncle Clem an' her, I mean." "They mean kindness their way." But her tears started afresh. "I hate 'em!"
"But if I expect it, If I wish it?" asked Ella, raising her tear-wet eyes to his face. "You are excited now," said he, "but in a few days you'll thank me for my decision.
"All right. There is no great hurry, of course. Only if we decide to buy, it would be well to be moved in and settled before winter." Gilbert went out, and Anne put away Little Jem's short dresses with trembling hands. She could not sew any more that day. With tear-wet eyes she wandered over the little domain where she had reigned so happy a queen. The Morgan place was all that Gilbert claimed.
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