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"Finally, I wrote a letter to your father, and have sent it under a flag that was going to New York, telling him that you were safe arrived at Greenwood." "Ah, Colonel Brereton, how can we ever repay your kindness?" murmured the girl, her eyes brightened and softened by a mist of unshed tears. "'T was done for my own ease.
Far through the night he sat at his open window, gazing out upon the sea, which was breaking almost below it. The unshed tears in Maggie's eyes, and her evident trouble at his absence, had given him a heart pain that he could not misunderstand. He knew that night that he loved the woman. Not with that low, earthy affection, which is satisfied with youth, or beauty of form or color.
"Oh, Love' before thy glowing shrine My early vows were paid My hopes, my dreams, my heart was thine But these are now decayed." Byron It was a dark, heavy evening in midsummer. Great volumes of leaden gray clouds were piling one over the other in the sulky sky, the air was laden with an unshed moisture, and a threatening breeze rustled through the dry, dusty leaves of the crowded elms.
"I look old," she thought; and indeed she did most unnecessarily! for she was only forty-four. Her throat suddenly ached with unshed tears of longing to be young. Yet if she had not been so bitter she would have seen that Maurice looked almost as old as she did! And no wonder. His consternation at the sight of Doctor Nelson had been panic! He could hardly eat.
She forgot all she had suffered during the years she had waited for him to know his mind. She forgot the privations of the past two days. Her eyes were tender with the mist of unshed tears. "It's going to be the biggest thing in my life. If there's any chance at all I'll wait as long as you like. Of course, the idea's new to you because you haven't ever thought of me that way "
Dalton, Amey is not ill" I answered, sighing and looking away. "I wish she was though" I continued after a pause, "ill enough to die." And this was all I could say, for my lips trembled ominously, though there were now no unshed tears in my eyes. The expression on my companion's face changed suddenly.
Then she leaned forward, and very gently touched my forehead with her lips. "God pity us a little, Agostino," she murmured, her eyes shining with unshed tears. "The fault is mine all mine!" I denounced myself. "We are being visited with my sins.
Just let me show you the truth and justice of all this; let me tell you how the scheme of salvation makes the mystery of sin and punishment clear and right." "No," she said, the flush of pain dying out of her face, but her eyes still shining with unshed tears, "no, I cannot talk of it. I should be wicked if I could believe it; it would make me wicked. Don't ever speak to me of it, John."
If I am Prime Minister in three months' time, there will still be something left of the feeling of weariness I carry with me to-day." It was a new phase of the man who unconsciously had grown so dominant in her life. She felt the pull at her heartstrings. Her eyes were soft with unshed tears as her arm stole through his. "Please go on," she whispered.
Across to her ears, borne on the air heavy with rain still unshed, came the rollicking, ragging jangle of the piano at the Sick Coyote. "Aren't there people to write about there?" she said. "Tragedies and comedies and the human drama? Barrie found it in a duller place." "Not until he had seen the world first," he retorted quickly. "And I'm not a Barrie.... I can't stay here, Miss Camilla."
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