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You must know that I am telling you the truth. I beg you to go back to Paris." And from where she stood, a little aside, Coira O'Hara said: "I beg you, too, Arthur. Go back to them." The boy dropped down upon a tree-stump which was near and covered his face with his hands. The two who watched him could see that he was trembling violently.
His irregular and most animated face was full of talent and wilfulness. He liked Madame Variani, and thought the American girl handsome. But it mattered very little to him with whom he talked; he could have chattered to a tree-stump. He was over-flowing with the mere interest and jollity of life. 'Have you known Mr.
Never any trouble about making beds like that! The entire furniture of this cosy drawing-room was you'll never guess a tree-stump, meant for a chair, I think. And on this tree-stump was an india-rubber cup. I could just see it across the cell. "At night the wardresses were struck with pity, or perhaps it was the Governor. Anyhow, they brought me a mattress and a rug.
Oh, but it is a place for letters to go astray! Why, before they gave my husband charge over the posts, and made him responsible, the carrier would leave letters for the farm on a tree-stump two miles away, and we were bound to send for them there no other way! And there was none I knew to write to, for news, when Phoebe was gone, and our little Ruth, and Uncle Nick. Such an odd name he had.
This discovery now accounted to us for the tree-stump at the top of the mountain with the initials cut on it; also for the patch of sugar-cane and other traces of man which we had met with in the course of our rambles over the island.
But her own conscience told her that, in the very middle of her shame and desire to be good, she had returned no answer to the words of the wise woman; she had sat like a tree-stump, and done nothing. She tried to say there was nothing to be done; but she knew at once that she could have told the wise woman she had been very wicked, and asked her to take her with her.
The but was deserted; no one answered his loud, anxious shouts. Where had they gone? He searched the wide, snow-covered expanse for traces, and found only too many. Here horses' hoofs, there large and small feet had pressed the snow, yonder hounds had run, and Great Heaven! here, by the tree-stump, red blood stained the glimmering white ground.
One of the men made a very fine shot from his saddle at a tree-stump in the river, about two hundred and fifty yards away, and hit within a few feet. It proved the accuracy and carrying distance of the Montenegrin revolver. This man, a Turkish renegade, was one of the most interesting men whom we met. He was a marvellous talker in fact, he never stopped during our visit.
Soon they gained the spot where Dick thought the blasted tree might be located. The snow was scraped away, first in one direction and then another, until a spot several yards in diameter was cleared. No tree-stump was brought to light, although they found a slight hollow in which were several big roots. "This might have been the tree once," said John Barrow meditatively.
"We are as happy," he wrote in December 1847, "as two owls in a hole, two toads under a tree-stump; or any other queer two poking creatures that we let live after the fashion of their black hearts, only Ba is fat and rosy; yes indeed." In spring they drove day by day through the Cascine, passing on the way the carven window of the Statue and the Bust, and "the stone called Dante's," whereupon
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