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But there are times when the leaves no longer turn slowly but are caught in a sudden gust that sends them fluttering like dead leaves in a September gale; when life no longer loiters, but leaps when the unseen end of the chapter is a mystery, when the letters on the page are shining gold or fiery red. Such a time had come into Wanda Leland's life.
"Who's in distress?" "Oh, Gorra mighty! I's been dyin'," now came from the shore. "Hallo there! what's wantin'?" called Whiteman. "Help, help, 'fore dis Indian gentleman 'fore I dies from de wounds dat dey's given me." "I've heard that voice before," remarked Kent to Leslie, in an undertone. "So have I," replied the latter. "Why, it is George Leland's negro; he wouldn't decoy us into danger.
MacKelvey's heavy voice came to him again from Leland's study. He dressed swiftly, his eyes glittering. Spinning the cylinder of his revolver, he shoved it into his pocket and into another pocket thrust the thick pad of bank notes which had been under his pillow during the night. Then he went back to the window. He could hear Julia in the kitchen.
It is a fine example of Gothic timber construction; but to think of it as it appeared to Leland's admiring gaze, we must imagine the walls and partitions of the lower storey cleared away, and fancy it supported only by massive pillars of oak, roughly hewn and of great strength.
Rumours of a wild life fly incredibly high and far and fast. Such rumours of Red Reckless's doings had come to Leland's ears, and perhaps it was natural enough that Leland believed them. Shandon had always known his neighbour as a hard man but a just. He made up his mind not to quarrel with him, but instead to so change the tenor of his life that Martin Leland would notice and would approve.
It would serve to guide Leland, and, had he not deceived himself, would reach the ears of Kent. Standing up in the boat, he raised the gun above his head, and was already pressing the trigger, when he paused, as he heard the sharp crack of Leland's rifle at no great distance. He waited a few seconds, until the echo had died away, and then discharged his own.
"Having made all of my preparations, I set off for Mr. Leland's house. To disguise myself I put on a pair of big goggles and an old-fashioned collar and tie. "'I understand, Mr. Leland, that you are in the habit of collecting curiosities, I said. "'Quite right, sir, said he. 'I have got together some few, and he gazed with an air of pride at the nondescript medley which surrounded him.
Of course the savages would never disturb him, and he should be, without doubt, the happiest mortal in existence! He was suddenly awakened from his reverie by the faint report of Leland's rifle. It sounded fully a mile distant, and the certainty of his danger made him tremble with apprehension.
How pleased your father will be when he hears what a good, industrious, and painstaking little girl he has for his eldest daughter!" Lulu did not speak for a moment. She was fighting a battle with herself; conscience on the one hand and love of approbation on the other were having a great struggle within her breast. She valued Mrs. Leland's good opinion and was loath to lose it.
Count Edouard displayed a good deal of tact when he called at the Savoy Hotel late the previous night, but his obvious relief at finding Vanrenen in London had induced the latter to depart for Bristol by a midnight train rather than trust wholly to Mrs. Leland's leisured strategy. He did not go straight to Hereford for the best of reasons. He had told Cynthia of Mrs.
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