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“The dawn!” said Miss Miniver, with her glasses reflecting the fire like pools
of blood-red flame. Most of the mob were armed with pikes,
staves, swords, muskets, and other weapons, and offered a most desperate
resistance to the soldiery, whom they drove back with a shower of paving-stones. The way—the way we are led on! We are taught to believe we are free in the
world, to think we are queens. I can't keep a good man beyond three pay-days. "
"It was her own fault," observed Blueskin, moodily. ‘But how do you come here?’
‘Down on a routine patrol, unluckily for you,’ he answered grimly. Journeying blindly half way across the world, this man
had found his quarry. There followed a silence which endured several minutes; or, rather a tableau. "
And she flung herself between them. The inner apartment was rather gracefully furnished with a thick, fine Turkish
carpet, a good brass fender, a fine old bureau, and on the walls were engravings
of two young girls’ heads by Greuze, and of some modern picture of boys
bathing in a sunlit pool. Once they were below, McClintock turned upon the doctor. But recently he had asked God to pile it all on him; and God had
added this, with a fresh portion for Ruth. "
"Would you like to have me read to you?"
He did not answer. “Hold on. Ruth came to him directly.
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