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"That you have already told us," said the Captain of the Watch; "it is no answer." Cethru's leathern cheeks became wine-coloured, so desirous was he to speak, and so unable. And the Watch sneered and laughed, saying: "This is a fine witness." But of a sudden Cethru spoke: "What would I be duin' killin' rats; tidden my business to kill rats."
Kseniya Ippolytovna looked at him curiously: "Do you know what the baby-mice smelt like?" "No, why do you ask?" "They smelt like new-born babies like human children! You have a daughter, Natasha. That is everything." The sun sank in an ocean of wine-coloured light, and a great red wound remained amidst the drift of cold clouds over the western horizon.
"That you have already told us," said the Captain of the Watch; "it is no answer." Cethru's leathern cheeks became wine-coloured, so desirous was he to speak, and so unable. And the Watch sneered and laughed, saying: "This is a fine witness." But of a sudden Cethru spoke: "What would I be duin' killin' rats; tidden my business to kill rats."
The little party in the cabin, so disastrously begun, finished, under the mellowing influence of wine and woman, in excellent feeling and with some hilarity. Mamie, in a plush Gainsborough hat and a gown of wine-coloured silk, sat, an apparent queen, among her rude surroundings and companions.
How happy they could be there; the drawing-room in the Adams style with wine-coloured curtains! He was a father any young woman could be proud to take about. Unconsciously she gave his hand an impulsive squeeze. They lunched at an old inn upon the moors; and the landlady, judging from his shy, attentive ways, had begun by addressing her as Madame.
The Winters were middle-class, respected, moderately well-to-do Chicago citizens or had been moderately well-to-do before the fire of '71. Horace Winter had been caught in the financial funk that followed this disaster and the Rush Street household, almost ten years later, was rather put to it to supply the wine-coloured silk and the supplementary gowns, linens, and bedding.
It was as though he could see, for she was wearing a dark-red dress "wine-coloured," her father called it, "maroon," Madame Bulteel called it. Could he then see, after all? "How did you know it was dark-red?" she asked, her voice shaking. "Guessed it! Guessed it!" he answered almost gleefully. "Was I right? Is it dark-red?" "Yes, dark-red," she answered. "Was it really a guess?"
Her one weakness was that she was an incurable talker, and she sometimes made trouble without meaning to. This morning Clara was tying a wine-coloured ribbon about her throat when Johanna appeared with her coffee. After putting the tray on a sewing table, she began to make Clara's bed, chattering the while in Bohemian. "Well, Olaf got off early, and the girls are baking.
In his abstraction he wandered to a chair over whose back hung a light dressing-gown of wine-coloured silk, which, because it would pack in small compass, was in the habit of carrying with him on his travels. Lanyard had left this thrown across his bed; and he was wondering subconsciously what use the man had thought to make of it, that he should have taken the trouble to shift it to the chair.
The wine-coloured amethyst received its name, which means "not drunken," because it was supposed to keep the wearer of it sober; and two brothers who desired to live at unity were advised to carry magnets about with them, which, by drawing the twain together, would clearly prevent them from falling out.
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