City of
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共 94 题- BOOKS BY BASIL KING
- HARPER & BROTHERS, NEW YORK
- ESTABLISHED 1817
- ILLUSTRATIONS
- THE CITY OF COMRADES
- I turned round and walked back with him to the Circle, and round it.
- I nodded.
- I said I didn’t know.
- I smiled.
- I explained to her.
- I smiled faintly. “That was it exactly; but now—”
- I raised my hand deprecatingly.
- I had almost reached the threshold when her words made me turn.
- I thanked her again.
- I wondered if he had in mind anything better than what I had myself.
- I turned and looked down into his poor, bleared, suffering old face.
- I was still curious, however, about myself.
- I tried to buck him up.
- I couldn’t help thinking that I ought to intervene.
- I turned to Lovey.
- I had to reflect.
- I nodded.
- I produced a soiled and crumpled bill. He looked it over.
- I hung my head, trying to stammer out a promise of making good.
- I said it never had.
- I couldn’t, however, let Lovey see that.
- I hedged. “Oh, I must have heard some one call you that.”
- I smiled again.
- I could only stare vacantly.
- I rose and went to him, laying my hand on his shoulder.
- I hung my head, crimsoning slowly.
- I stepped back from her in amazement.
- I had been puzzled hitherto; I was now bewildered.
- I nodded.
- I drew myself up for real inspection.
- I told her.
- I grew bolder.
- I pulled my chair so that her eyes rested on me more directly.
- Your affectionate
- ANNETTE.
- EDWARD MELBURY.
- I stopped in astonishment.
- I could think of nothing better to say than, “On an evening like this?”
- I told him my father’s age.
- I felt it right to throw out a warning.
- I said, unwillingly, “No, I suppose not.”
- I looked at him hard as I said, “And what was that?”
- I nodded slowly.
- I became argumentative.
- I replied with some wonder that I had not.
- I was so eager for data that I pushed the inquiry indiscreetly.
- I drew out the pearls and threw them on the table.
- I placed myself fully before her. “No, he wasn’t an Englishman.”
- I nodded. “Yes—I.”
- I bowed.
- I came back as Major Melbury, of one of the Canadian regiments.
- I went back.
- I thought of my forty-eight hours of unfruitful search for her.
- I launched a theory that was purely inspiration.
- I went back to the point we had partially forsaken.
- I looked at her, startled. “You feel that way?”
- I was still more startled. “Tell whom?”
- I was still seeking light.
- I smiled ruefully. “I know I’m pretty well battered up.”
- I broke in abruptly, “Let me tell you about your immediate plans.”
- I couldn’t allow her to continue.
- I repeated what she had said a few days before:
- I leaned down toward her, speaking the words right into her face.
- I wanted to be clear as to the facts.
- I said I had, wondering at the connection.
- I recalled the fact.
- I hung my head. “I understand perfectly, Regina—now.”
- I stared at her without comprehension.
- I said, stupidly, that I didn’t know.
- I could barely catch her words.
- I bent down toward her, close, closer, till I almost enveloped her.
- I replied that as things were I was afraid I had no choice but to stay.
- I said that it only left the more for us to do.
- I still made no answer, and the mumble ceased.
- I wriggled away from the frontal attack. “Why should it be rude?”
- I don’t think he noticed that I said nothing, for he went falteringly on:
- I managed to stammer the words, “What did she do?”
- I pumped myself up to a great effort.
- I paused in front of her.
- I caught her by the arm. “Of what kind?”
- I broke the seal slowly, saying, as I did so, “Did she say where?”
- REGINA.
- I told them the story of how I lost it.
- I ventured to say: “You look happy, Regina. Are you?”
- I weighed this in order to answer her truthfully.
- I put my arm round his shoulder, raising him.
- I took his hand in mine as his head rested on my shoulder.
- I looked at her, puzzled. “Why, Regina?”
- THE END