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Updated: May 1, 2025
He told me by signs how he had seen the fire and given the alarm to the mairie, or city hall, the bell of which tolled for an hour. There was no wind, and the flames rose straight up, scorching the cocoanut-leaves, but unharming other houses within twenty-five feet. The crowd lingered until the last timber had fallen.
By and by a bell tolled, there was a harsh rattle as the cars rolled in, and a few moments later Scott pushed through the crowd at the gate. Agatha went to meet him under a big lamp and saw by his look that he had been successful. "I have fixed things and imagine you'll approve," he said, as she gave him her hand. "That's a relief," George remarked.
And for the rest of that evening the deep church-bell tolled, and the shrill school-bell tolling after it, shivered out into the wintry night air its tremulous message that the soul of Daubeny had passed away. "Be the day weary or be the day long At last it ringeth to even-song."
They laid out the body as directed; wrapped it in the threadbare garments it so long had worn, and having dug the grave, placed the revered remains within it. While one devotedly covered the body with its mother earth, the other tolled the little bell which had so often summoned them to prayer. They remained upon the spot until the next day.
He afterwards sent a cordelier to every one of the prisoners to administer the sacraments, and then ordered the Capitol bell to be tolled. At that fatal sound and the sight of the confessors, the Lords no longer doubted of sentence of death being passed upon them. They all confessed except the old Colonna, and many received the communion.
How he hated himself hiding there among the trees, and how he longed for the downward train, which came at last, and when the village bell tolled out its summons to the house of mourning, he sat in a corner of the car returning to New York even faster than he had come.
On Christmas Eve of that year when the bell tolled again as it had done for Jimmie, a lone and melancholy howling from the woods almost convinced Renaud that the stories were true. He knew the wolf-cries the howl for help, the love song, the lonely wail, and the sharp defiance of the Wolves. This was the lonely wail. The trapper went to the riverside and gave an answering howl.
The food he had taken with him the night before had sufficed him and he had quenched his thirst with rain-water from the ditch. Having seen that the squire went back towards the Hall, Goddard slunk away to his hiding-place to wait for the night. He lay down as best he might, and listened for the hours and half-hours as the church clock tolled them out from the lofty tower above.
Mrs De la Laund stopped work when the cathedral bell tolled for vespers that is, at four o'clock. "You look tired, Antigone," said Emma to her nearest neighbour, a pale girl of eighteen. "Tired? Of course I'm tired," was the unpromising answer. "Where's the good? One must go on." "She does not like the work," said the girl on the other side of her. "Do you?" responded Antigone, turning to her.
No bells tolled, no long procession of mourners moved across the hills, but all the worlds lay under a deep shadow, and from every quarter came those who had loved or feared Balder.
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