Idleness is the key of
beggary, Jack. ‘Come on, Hilary. "
"Poor soul!—poor soul!" groaned Wood, brushing the tears from his vision. She roves the blue fields of the North, with
the clean North Wind on her lips and her blonde head jewelled with frost—
mocking valour and hardihood! Out of the West she comes, riding the great ships
and the endless steel ways that encompass the earth, and smoke comes with her
and the glare of furnace fires—commerce! From the East she brings strange
words upon her tongue and strange raiment upon her shoulders and the perfume
of myrrh—antiquity! But oh! when she springs from the South, her rosy feet
trailing the lotus, ripe lequats wreathing her head, in one hand the bright torch of
danger and in the other the golden apples of love, with her eyes full of sapphires
and her mouth full of pearls!
"With her eyes full of sapphires and her mouth full of pearls. For a nun at night it is less dangerous than for the jeune
demoiselle. You go to your room and ring for your maid. ”
“I haven’t told any one the amount,” he went on. It was Sunday evening—a soft delicious evening, and, from the happy, cheerful
look of the house, none would have dreamed of the dismal tragedy so lately
acted within its walls. It was not for a week or
a month. She
remembered him as a dull figure, a big man with a belly
that was already showing fat under his fine scarlet clothes. “Some of them seem to be having an awfully
good time too.
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