“Look at our clothes,” she exclaimed, “and besides, the funny little proprietor
has gone down himself to help it along. ”
“It is an accident,” he answered. Nowhere could
he see that reaching, menacing Hand. It’s
not a bit of good pretending there’s any Higher Truth or wonderful principle in
this business. Clearing the few impediments in his way, he soon reached the condemned pew,
where it had once been his fate to sit; and extending himself on the seat
endeavoured to snatch a moment's repose. CHAPTER THE THIRD
THE MORNING OF THE CRISIS
Part 1
Two days after came the day of the Crisis, the day of the Fadden Dance. What had shifted his casual interest was
the visible prospect of a party of three who were coming down the packet gangplank. He panted for a moment with unuttered replies, and then, with a scornful
gesture, got up and left the cell. She stared. There was granite in her face and agate in her eyes. Every now and then her general presence became radiantly dazzling
in his eyes; she would appear in the street coming toward him, a surprise, so fine
and smiling and welcoming was she, so expanded and illuminated and living, in
contrast with his mere expectation. Most people, every one I
know else, seem to have mated with foreigners and to talk uneasily in unfamiliar
tongues, to be afraid of the knowledge the other one has, of the other one’s
perpetual misjudgment and misunderstandings. "Did you ever see the like of her?"
"No," answered McClintock, gravely.
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