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Dariel

Chapter 10 UPON THE GROUND

Word Count: 3187    |    Released on: 06/12/2017

which lonely love engenders! Never had I seemed to myself so low, so awfully prosaic and unpicturesque, as when I was trying to make myself look decent that very evening. Since the

ed coffee-berry. The only thing decent was the eyes, firm and strong, of a steadfast blue, and the broad full chin that kept the lips from drooping in a tremble even now. Proud as I was of my Saxon breed, and

the shores of self-esteem as I entered the glen of St. Winifred. Tom Erricker would have descended, as if the valley and its contents belonged to him. Heaviness of heart may sometimes visit even a healthy and robust young man, living the life intended for us, working in the open air all day, and sleeping on

a trysting track for the dusk, appeared the form of my friend Kuban. Courage at once arose within me, and spirit of true patronage. To men and women I may be nought, but to him I am a hero. Lo, how he licks my hand, and whines, as if he had never seen my like, and would never believe it, if he did! He longs to roll upon his back, and offer himself a prostrate sacrifice. But he kn

as this abasement. What says Ovid in the "Art of Love"? Many low things, I am afraid, that no Englishman would stoop to. But if that great Mas

s extinguishing a glow-worm. And the glory of these was deepened by the suffusion of their sparkle with a tender mist of tears. No blush

t in me lay-and that was very little-took off my hat, and made a bow

ery grievous. Forgive me, if I am sad to look at. It a

that number, even upon such authority, "it is I that shou

ld not find. It is my father who will best speak, for he has great talent of languages. He was hoping greatly that you would come. I also have been troubling in my mind heavily, that we must appear so

tter l," said I to her. While to my all abroad self I whispered, "May the kind

, but would rather know more about it,-and the touches of foreign style (which it is so sweet to domicile), and the exquisite music which her breath made, or it may hav

heart, what odds to me of the earth or heaven, the stars, the s

wledge. Then she cast down those eyes, that were so upsetting me; and I felt that as yet I had no right to perceive the tint, as of heaven, befo

hat light, and hating-as a good dog always does-to play second fiddle, turned his eyes from one to the other of the twain, in a man

out, pretending to be vexed. "What a wicked dog he is to depart from hi

e try to make you like me, what a blessed animal he would

of turns incomprehensible. And when one thinks to have learned them all, behold

and melody, that no English voice can make of it. It is like the nightingale I

the English well,-as well as those who were born in it. Seven different languages he can speak. Oh, how he is learned! To hear me talk is n

t many different people think highly of me, and I do my best to deserve it."

ded. But how long we have been discoursing, without anything to be said, while the dusk of the night is approaching! It is my father beyond all doubt whom you have come by this long road to see. And he has been desi

e simple truth, for there was a deep gash all down my left forearm. "But I would gladly receive a hundred wounds, for t

that time. If the pity, so ignobly fished for, felt any tendency to mov

a great many people think highly of him, and he does his best to deserve it. But is it not the best thing to hasten at

f? Nothing. How much about her father? Very little. And here was I being towed off to him, when I wanted to talk with her, study her, make

ards, the feminine part of mankind is never struck all of a heap, as we are. If you will only think twice, you will see that it never could be expected. For drop as we may-and the ladies too often call upon us now to drop it-the sense that is inborn in us, of a purer and higher birth in them, which they kept and

ve in every way as a well-conducted stranger. This put her into a friendly state of mind, and even more than that. For it was now her place to be hos

!" "I assure you, Mr. Cran-lee, although he can be very stern with persons at all wicked, to those who are upright and good, he is a great deal less

partly to admire the grace and true perfection of her slender figure in motio

eat that look of penitence; "you have been as kind as I could expect, p

read both hands to me, and looked at me with her clear chin raised, and trembling lips, and soft dark eyes, whose radiant depths

of kindliness and good-will, and the tranquil beams of gratitude

e! I had no idea that

must have taken him many years to bring it into this condition. It was nothing but a pile of ruins, inside an old ruinous wall, at the time when I used to come home from Winton. And how beautifully it is laid out! I should like to know who planned it. Why you mus

thing to encourage me, after the many mistakes I had made, I tried with the greatest delight to believe that she did that to rob me of a conscientious blush. But the wonder of all these zig-zag ways, when a straight solid man tumbles into them, is that they tussle him to and fro, a hundred times as much as

uld come to me-shows the state of mind I had fallen into; not about him, but his daughter. For the great S?r-whatever they might mean-I did not care a fig as yet, and in fact

r he must have been the same without it. I have read that you are proud of your English race, which comes down to you naturally. But my father is purer than to dwel

rtant subject, I found myself looking up

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1 Chapter 1 A NIGHTINGALE2 Chapter 2 THE FAMILY3 Chapter 3 TOM ERRICKER4 Chapter 4 MR. STONEMAN5 Chapter 5 TICKNOR'S MEW6 Chapter 6 TRUE HYGIENE7 Chapter 7 KUBAN8 Chapter 8 THROUGH THE CORN9 Chapter 9 STRANGE SENSATIONS10 Chapter 10 UPON THE GROUND11 Chapter 11 S R IMAR.12 Chapter 12 IN THE BACKGROUND13 Chapter 13 SMILES AND TEARS14 Chapter 14 THE RUBY CROSS15 Chapter 15 No.1516 Chapter 16 INTERNATIONAL ELEMENTS17 Chapter 17 PEPPERCORNS18 Chapter 18 A LOVEBIRD19 Chapter 19 TO CLEAR THE WAY20 Chapter 20 NOT FOR SALE21 Chapter 21 VOICES OF THE VALLEY22 Chapter 22 IMAR'S TALE-WAR23 Chapter 23 IMAR'S TALE-LOVE24 Chapter 24 IMAR'S TALE-PEACE25 Chapter 25 IMAR'S TALE-CRIME26 Chapter 26 IMAR'S TALE-REVENGE27 Chapter 27 IMAR'S TALE-EXILE28 Chapter 28 SANGUINE STILL29 Chapter 29 LARGE AND LONG VIEWS30 Chapter 30 IN THE QUIET PLACES31 Chapter 31 PIT-A-PAT32 Chapter 32 A PAINFUL DUTY33 Chapter 33 TREMBLING34 Chapter 34 REJOICING35 Chapter 35 A RACE OF PLATERS36 Chapter 36 GONE, GONE, GONE37 Chapter 37 LOVERS MAKE MOAN38 Chapter 38 BLACK FRIDAY39 Chapter 39 FRANGI, NON FLECTI40 Chapter 40 TWAIN MORE THAN TWIN41 Chapter 41 A CROOKED BILLET42 Chapter 42 FAREWELL, SMILER43 Chapter 43 THE LAND OF MEDEA44 Chapter 44 THE LAND OF PROMETHEUS45 Chapter 45 AMONG THE GEMS46 Chapter 46 QUEEN MARVA47 Chapter 47 WOLF'S MEAT48 Chapter 48 USI, THE SVN49 Chapter 49 THE EYE OF GOD50 Chapter 50 TWO OLD FRIENDS51 Chapter 51 THE ROOT OF EVIL52 Chapter 52 STILL IN THE DARK53 Chapter 53 A RUTHLESS SCHEME54 Chapter 54 THE VALLEY OF RETRIBUTION55 Chapter 55 AT THE BAR56 Chapter 56 HARD IS THE FIGHT57 Chapter 57 BUT NOT IN VAIN