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Updated: May 12, 2025
From the foot of the tree the bohunks read crucial drama in Koppy's manner. . . . With a bellow of rage Torrance was on his feet. A single blow he struck at Werner's mad eyes. The head before him snapped back, the bent legs crumpled. As if he had been shot, Werner's limp body slid backwards down the sand. For a moment it hung balanced over the edge, then bent slowly over and plunged out of sight.
The sizars at Saint Werner's do not dine at the same hour as the rest of the undergraduates, but the hour after, and their dinner consists of the dishes which have previously figured on the Fellows' table.
He wrote home a careless note to mention the fact that his Saint Werner's career was ended, and attributed this result to a mere escapade at a wine-party, which had been distorted by rumour, and exaggerated by malice into a serious offence. So when Vyvyan gaily entered his father's house, he felt rather light-hearted than otherwise.
With a scream of mad fury he leaped to his feet and charged up the loose sand of the grade. And Morani, suddenly conscious of where he was, and of Werner's chance of escape, gripped his stiletto and dug his toes into the pits Werner had made. Koppy, under the impetus of the conference, set his mind more firmly to the problem facing him.
The police had arrived, fully three-quarters of an hour after Werner's death. "I'll get the little bottle of wine, sure," Mackay murmured, picking up the food samples he had wrapped and crowding the bulky package into a pocket. "I don't see why that would have been any easier to poison than the food," was my objection. "Everyone was looking." "Very simple. The food was brought in quite late.
May'st thou never fall in the way of Minnesingers. They are not like Werner's troop. They do not batter at doors: they slide into the house like snakes. 'Lisbeth! Lisbeth! they heard Gottlieb calling impatiently. 'We come, Gottlieb! and in a low murmur Margarita heard her say: 'May this day pass without trouble and shame to the pious and the chaste.
'Round Werner's Eck the water runs; The hazels shiver and shake: The walls that have blotted such happy suns, Are seized with the ruin-quake. 'And quake with the ruin, and quake with rue, Thou last of Werner's race! The hearts of the barons were cold that knew The Water-Dame's embrace.
'Now, lass, said he to Margarita, 'now is the time! He took her hand, and led her to the door. Schwartz Thier closed up behind her. Not a man in the hall interposed. Werner's head moved round after them, like a dog on the watch; but he was dumb. The door opened, and Farina entered. He bore a sheaf of weapons under his arm. The familiar sight relieved Werner's senses from the charm.
Bruce was also to leave Harton in a month, and they were going up together to Saint Werner's College, Camford.
Without a word, he took Hazlet by one arm, while Suton held the other, and D'Acres carried the legs, and as quickly as they could they hurried along with their lifeless burden to the gates of Saint Werner's. It was long past the usual hour for locking up, and the porter took down the names of all four as they entered.
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