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No plants, no intricate carvings to catch the dust, nothing but the two beds and a small table, with a few simple and soothing wall decorations, and the monotonous tick-tock of a great clock to lull her to sleep. If Shakespeare could say with an English monarch in his mind, "Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown," we might repeat it with added emphasis of Tze Hsi.
Her face was as placid as that of a clock which has just marked the last hour of the day and has nothing to do but tick-tock until bed-time. This was the one hour of the day when they were alone together after the children had been put to bed. They usually spent it in silence.
Again he waited until he heard the "tick-tock, tick-tock" at his wrists. Then, pressing his body close to the lock, he turned the knob and pushed steadily. It weakened. He drew back a little and threw his weight more heavily against it. The lock gave and the door swung open. The sight of the threadbare sofa was as reassuring as the face of an old friend.
That must be done alone, and this of all places was where he could best do it. The mere thought of his room at the hotel was repulsive to him. He listened at the door. There was no sound no sound save the interminable "tick-tock, tick-tock" which still haunted him through the pulse beats in his wrists. He reached forward and touched the knob; listened again, and then turned it and pressed.
"Quick! quick!" cried the Counterpane Fairy. "It's time to come back." Teddy was at home once more. There was the flowered furniture, and the fire burning red upon the hearth. "Tick-tock! tick-tock! tick-tock!" said the clock. "I must go," cried the fairy, hastily, "for I heard your little cousin opening and shutting the side door." "Oh, wait!" cried Teddy.
"We have." "Let the clerk be handed the verdict." "We the Jury find the Defendant...." Thus the tick-tock of the great city grown stern and audible, grown verbose and insistent, speaks aloud in the courts. And here huddled on benches are the little troupes of mummers who have committed crimes. The mysterious sprinkling of marionettes not wound up by the watchmaker.
The leaves, this September morning, are shivering in the dusk of my garden; the house is as silent as my sleeping cat save for the resonant tick-tock, tick-tock, of the tall Norman clock in the kitchen, to which I tiptoe down and breakfast by candle-light.
His intelligence, clinging like some militant parasite to the stability of life, resented all agitations, material or spiritual, all violators who violated the equilibrium to which he was fastened. Against dreamers his rage was even deeper and more a part of his fiber. In the tick-tock of life Hazlitt saw a perfection an evolution out of centuries of mania and disorder.
Thus the beautiful one, out for a promenade and moving excitedly through a superfluous world. She plunged into a perilous traffic knot and emerged unscathed. But that was wasting time. Time another superfluous element, a tick-tock for the little wingless ones to crawl by. Then she remembered a moon-lighted room ... "you have given me wings!" Her thought traced itself excitedly about the memory.
"I don't see the use of sewing up sheets one side, and ripping up the other," at last said Sally, breaking the monotonous tick-tock of the clock by an observation which has probably occurred to every child in similar circumstances. "Sally Kittridge, if you say another word about that ar sheet, I'll whip you," was the very explicit rejoinder; and there was a snap of Mrs.
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