“Promise me that you’ll never tell another living soul,
John. "
"Write him," urged Spurlock, finding speech. But eventually Spurlock laughed. Say, how about this Ah Cum: is he
honest?"
"As the day is long. ”
She raised her eyebrows. A little inn flying a Swiss
flag nestles under a great rock, and there they put aside their knapsacks and
lunched and rested in the mid-day shadow of the gorge and the scent of resin. It was a charming sight to watch the motions of her tiny fingers as she pursued
her task; and though the posture she adopted was not the most favourable that
might have been chosen for the display of her sylphlike figure, there was
something in her attitude, and the glow of her countenance, lighted up by the
mellow radiance of the setting sun falling upon her through the panes of the little
dormer-window, that seemed to the youth inexpressibly beautiful. . ”
He did not move. Saws,
hammers, planes, axes, augers, adzes, chisels, gimblets, and an endless variety of
tools were ranged, like a stand of martial weapons at an armoury, in racks
against the walls.
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