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"It's his afternoon call on Mariedetta, the maid," said Jean. "They meet there twice a day, morning and afternoon." "A lovers' tryst!" breathed Miss Blake, eagerly. "Isn't he graceful and picturesque! Can we watch them?" "'Sh-h! There she comes!" From the opposite direction appeared a slim, swarthy Mexican girl, an Indian water-jug balanced upon her shoulders.
"Oh, no; not every time," exclaimed Annunziata, and she was manifestly on the point of making a fine distinction, when abruptly the current of her ideas was diverted. "Sh-h! There comes Prospero," she cried, starting up. "I can see the top of his white hat above the rhododendron bushes. He has driven his friend to Cortello, and come home. I must run away, or he will see that I've been crying.
Suppose we did know, would you try to take her into Gloucester harbor on a night like this? Gloucester!" "Sh-h! There's something," said the other voice. The voices were hushed. Two long moans came over the sea. "Wait for them again. And time 'em." The captain's voice that. Mrs. Goles stepped closer to Jan. "Does it mean there's danger to the ship?" she asked in a low voice in Jan's ear. "No, no.
You here, too, and going in my automobile? And we've both got lower berths!" "Sh-h! That poor chap's dying!" Worst of all to Marta was the case of a shrapnel fracture of the cranium, with the resulting delirium, in which the sufferer's incoherence included memories of childhood scenes, moments on the firing-line, calls for his mother, and prayers to be put out of misery.
"Sh-h!" was Chester's reply, and he added: "We're getting pretty close." They continued their way without further words. Hal, slightly in advance, suddenly uttered a stifled exclamation. Instantly Chester touched his arm. "What's the matter?" he asked in a whisper. "Matter is," Hal whispered back, "that we have come to a barbed-wire entanglement. I had forgotten about those things."
When yo'al gits out o' de cas'le, jes' yo'al sneak roun' to de right, an' dere'll be frien's dere." Uncle Billy again put a warning finger to his lips. Hal opened his mouth to ask a question, but with a soft "sh-h" Uncle Billy silenced him. Then, after several furtive glances about, the old negro stole quickly from the cell, closing the door softly behind him.
"I'm sure we haven't passed it." "Well, I'm not," said Mollie, abruptly. "I'm positive I saw the bushes where we hid yesterday quite a distance down the road." "Well, why on earth didn't you say so," Grace demanded, "instead of letting us wander on ahead?" "Well, I wasn't sure," Mollie retorted. "And besides, I thought Betty and Allen knew what they were doing " "Sh-h!" warned Mrs. Irving.
Yes, I did find something; something, too, that will make you girls open your eyes. And you too, Mr. Grubb! Sh-h-! Not a word," she warned dramatically. "Come over by the campfire, where we can see, and I'll show you all " "Thomething," finished Tommy Thompson. "Yes, 'thomething," answered Jane with a nod, then hurried toward the camp.
The voice was like the faint murmur of crickets on a hot summer's day. "The Duke has gone." "Gone? What! The devil he has!" "Sh-h! not five minutes ago! A message came from the Tsar himself. He has just slipped away." The officer gazed straight ahead of him smiling, and bowed to a couple ascending the stair-case. His lips parted as if in greeting. "Did he send you to tell me?" "No, the Duchess.
And in their embrace, her agony melted to tears that choked and seared, beat and scalded her, and all the time it was he who held her with rigid arm, whispered to her, soothed down the sobs which tore through her like the rip of silk, seeming to split her being. "Now now! Why, Hester! Now now now! Sh-h! It will be over in a minute. You mustn't feel badly.
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