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Thus self-persuaded, his mood was a singular mixture of pity and resentment when, in fulfilment of his promise, he walked that afternoon up the winding road which led to the Manor, and avoiding the lodge gates, passed through a rustic turnstile he knew well and so along a path across meadows and through shrubberies to the house. The path was guarded by a sentinel board marked 'Private.
"I seed I saw you on Sunday, too." "Did you know me?" "I reckon I did. And that wasn't the fust time." Margaret's eyes were opening with surprise. "I been goin' to church ever' Sunday fer nothin' else but just to see you." Again his tone gave her vague alarm, but she asked: "Why didn't you speak to me?" They were nearing the turnstile across the campus now, and Chad did not answer.
"I'm sure...." Lanyard began as Crane entered, breezing through the turnstile and comprehending the situation in a glance. "Hello!" he cried. "Didn't I tell you everybody alive would be here?" Nor was Cecelia Brooke less ready. "But fancy meeting Mr. Ember here! I had no idea he was in New York had you?" "Perhaps a dim suspicion," Crane admitted with a twinkle, taking Lanyard's hand.
So Caroline, thus reminded, hastily released the turnstile with her knee from within, and felt momentarily abashed. After a while, however, a solitary visitor approached the little window, and she was doubly brisk and official to make up for it. "Day-ticket? But are you staying a week?
The hand of man had been at work to make the sanctuary inviolable. It occurred to me that sooner or later Arcoll would track Laputa to this place. He would find the bloodstains in the gully, but the turnstile would be shut and he would never find the trick of it. Nor could he have any kaffirs with him who knew the secret of the Place of the Snake.
One crisp, autumn morning, then, of that year 1867, a big, raw-boned, bashful lad, having passed at the turnstile into the twenty-acre campus, stood reverently still before the majestical front of Morrison College. Browned by heat and wind, rain and sun; straight of spine, fine of nerve, tough of muscle.
We shouted good-bye, amazed at the good fortune that had chosen us to escape many months of deadly grind in the training-camp, and it seemed as we passed in single file through the old showground turnstile as if already we had left Australia behind, and in imagination our feet felt the roll of the ship that in our fancy was even now carrying us out on the "Great Adventure"; and our thoughts wafted farewells to mother or wife, as we bade them never fear but that we would show that their men were not unworthy of their regard.
Again, I followed my father down many flights of steps, into the bowels of the earth; but there were lights there, and presently we passed through a sort of turnstile, and saw lengthening out before us two endless open tubes, of diameter twice or thrice the height of a man, with people walking in them, and disappearing in their interminable perspective.
Every now and then she glanced drearily at the grey waves with the white crests, coming on and on It was a rotten world, and she didn't care. What was the good of it all, anyway? Then a subscriber passed through to the promenade; but her reply to his remark about the weather was as mechanical as her release of the iron turnstile.
He was waiting for them beside the turnstile at the station, having already procured their tickets and reserved a carriage in one of the omnibus trains from Paris to Treport which make stops at various suburban stations. "Will it be a very long journey?" Henri asked, on taking his place in the carriage. "Barely three-quarters of an hour," said the Duke, as the train started on its way.
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