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But there, too, ashes and half-burned sticks lay scattered all about. To the bed he ran. It was empty and cold. "Beatrice! Oh, my God!" A glint of something metallic on the floor drew his bewildered, terror-smitten gaze. He sprang, seized the object, and for a moment stood staring, while all about him the very universe seemed thundering and crashing down.
"Here it is then, No. 9, to satisfy the lady," and he flung open the door. The light of Uncle Michael's lantern fell full upon the wide-eyed, terror-smitten person of Emmy Lou, in her desk, awaiting, her miserable little heart knew not what horror. "She she told me to stay," sobbed Emmy Lou in Aunt Cordelia's arms, "and I stayed; and the Man came, and I hid in the coal-box!"
And then, suddenly, my picture-making thoughts swept out across low Essex flats to the only part of East Anglia with which I was familiar, and gave me a vision of burning farmhouses, and terror-smitten country-folk fleeing blindly before a hail of bullets, and the pitiless advance of legions of fair-haired men in long coats of a kind of roan-gray, buttoned across the chest with bright buttons arranged to suggest the inward curve to an imaginary waist-line.
Terror-smitten, the two sprang apart and stood with guilt and shame stamped upon their ghastly faces. "Barney!" they cried together. Slowly he came back to them. "Yes, it is I." The words seemed to come from some far distance. "I couldn't wait. I came for my answer, Iola. I thought I could persuade you better. I have it now. I have lost you! And" here he turned to Dick "oh, my God! My God!
Then with the bitterness of one who was weak, ever terror-smitten and vanquished, Don Vigilio added: "I told you that you would end by doing what Monsignor Nani desired." With these words, fancying that he heard the light footfall of Abbe Paparelli, he hastily returned to his place and bowed to two old ladies who just then walked in.
Then with the bitterness of one who was weak, ever terror-smitten and vanquished, Don Vigilio added: "I told you that you would end by doing what Monsignor Nani desired." With these words, fancying that he heard the light footfall of Abbe Paparelli, he hastily returned to his place and bowed to two old ladies who just then walked in.
Then with the bitterness of one who was weak, ever terror-smitten and vanquished, Don Vigilio added: "I told you that you would end by doing what Monsignor Nani desired." With these words, fancying that he heard the light footfall of Abbe Paparelli, he hastily returned to his place and bowed to two old ladies who just then walked in.
"Really an' honest she is an' she doesn't know it!" "Oh my, isn't it awful!" another voice. "Shouldn't you think she'd hide her head I mean, if she knew?" It was already hidden. Deep down in the sweet, moist grass a little heavy, uncrowned, terror-smitten head. The cruel voices kept on. "It's just like a disgrace, isn't it? Shouldn't you s'pose it would feel that way if 'twas you?"
Then, with a cry, he sprang to the bed again, and now in a very passion of eagerness explored it. His trembling hands dragged all the bedding off and threw it broadcast. By the dim light he peered with wide and terror-smitten eyes. "My boy!" he choked. "My boy!" But beyond all manner of doubt the boy had been stolen.
A little garter snake crept under the fence beneath him and disappeared in the underbrush; a rabbit progressing timidly on his travels by a series of brilliant dashes and terror-smitten halts, came within a few yards of him, sat up with quivering nose and eyes alight with fearful imaginings vanished, a flash of fluffy brown and white.
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