High Noon (Google eBook)

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Houghton, Mifflin, 1904 - 308 pages
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Page 136 - ... try, he yielded and went down. Then she rested while the light faded, and in the early evening he brought Diana up to her. Diana, entering the room, dwarfed them both by her size, her deep-chested, long-limbed majesty, her goddess walk. She was a redundant creature in all that pertains to the comforts of life. She looked wifehood and motherhood in one. Her shoulder was a happy place for a cheek. Her brown eyes were full of fun and sorrow. Her crisping hair was good for baby hands to pull. She...
Page 127 - ... Gallant subterfuges had died, with many other buds unfolding in old days. " I wish it," he said courteously. " It will be what I wish." Her eyes still dwelt upon his face, incredulously, yet with a struggling joy. She bent forward, and thrilled him with a whisper : " Is it do you love me ? " She waited for her answer. In that instant, what thronging memories beset him ! Love ! He saw it in the roseate apotheosis of youth, announced by chiming bells, crowned with unfading flowers,...
Page 85 - She sat up in bed, and tried to grasp at the fleeting memory. " It 's gone ! " She was near crying as she said it. " I almost had the words, but they won't stay." Rosamond paid no attention. " Hurry ! " she whispered. " Get up and dress. We are going over to your house now. Come ! " Ruth sprang out of bed, and mechanically laid hands on her clothing. She hesitated for a moment to study Rosamond's face. "You 're not frightened?
Page 269 - I can't have you talk like that," he said. "Warfare? betrayal? One would think we were enemies." " Oh, no ! oh, no ! only antagonists. There 's antagonism between us old as sex. That's why we long for each other. That 's why we keep our orbits, drawn and yet pushed apart. Oh, it 's a heavenly track ! but don't make the mistake of thinking it can be held without the force of all the hands in all the universe. Listen, my dear, my lord ! You know I love you ?
Page 281 - She shook her head, with a very solemn look from far away. " There 's one pitfall," she said, " from which not even wisdom shall save me. Have I not learned the fallacy of wholesale betrayal ? Have I not seen the woman sink and fail who throws away restraint and owns her worship ? If she had kept one little fortress of reserve ! If he had thought there was some inch of her he could not win ! But no, poor princess ! She pours her dowry down before him, and then walks beggared. If I could convince...
Page 276 - And all these things could have been amended fifty years before, if you'd only spoken up, and said so '" " Yes, Tom, so it appears to you now, and so it would appear to me then, or I shouldn't speak at all. I should be deluded by the strange thing we call a sense of justice, that rises up in us and cries. ' You have no business to let me be bothered by the midges you could sweep away with a breath...
Page 278 - But suppose I think you've a right to exact?'' 'Ah, that shows how dear you are, but it makes it no more possible to do it. If I am a wise woman, I shall refrain. The soul is an awful goddess, Tom. We don't talk about her much, but she's there just the same. Stay outside the veil, and she'll whisper to you all day long ; but invade her shrine, and she slips away. Worship her. and she'll follow ; hunt her home, and you've lost her. It's because she's so shy and sweet that when you seem to change...
Page 213 - ... on in December, and I should like to finish this episode of the heart before then. By the way, remember to make no allusion in the letters to the fact that we are playing a game. Let us dress for the part, deceive ourselves into all possible earnestness, and see what swagger things we can do." IN a month the correspondence was in full swing, and, omitting the letters which served as prologue, thus it ran : HE. YOUR yesterday's letter probed my armor at a hundred points. I have loved other women,...
Page 134 - No! no!" said old Ralph Gilbert, with all the certainty of his gentle heart. It hardly seemed worth while to fret either of them by asking that. He knew her life from sunrising to dusk through these difficult days, as he had known it every day for forty years. At night they had slept in like security of unison, one wrinkled hand clasped upon the other. Their hours had been like precious fragments welded into one. "No," said he, "there is nothing on her mind.
Page 268 - She looked at him, and her. mood broke up into a very charming audacity not unmixed with mirth. She was still exalted, but now, from some emotion purely human, she would balk at nothing. " Come and sit down,'' said she,

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