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The door , petulantly thrust inwards , struck against some barrels . I remember the
rattling of the bolts on that door , and the tall figure that appeared there , snuffbox
in hand . In that land of white clothes , that precise , ancient , Castilian in black ...
I was like a confounded rabbit in their hands . One of them had his fist on my
collar and jerked me out upon the hard road . We rolled down the embankment ,
but he was on the top . It seemed an abominable episode , a piece of bad faith on
The runners were seized ; several hands caught at me . It was impossible ... I saw
a hand light a torch at the lanthorn , and the crowd of faces , the muddle of limbs ,
the horses ' heads , and the quiet trees above , flickered into sight . “ Don ' t let ...
I felt hands fumbling with a knot at the back of my head . “ You ' re all right , ” he
said again . The hubbub of voices ... The hand left my arm ; there was a pause in
the motion of the procession . I caught a moment ' s sound of whispering . Then a
CHAPTER IV TT was , I suppose , what I demanded of Fate - to be gently wafted
into the position of a hero of romance , without rough hands at my throat . It is
what we all ask , I suppose ; and we get it sometimes in ten - minute snatches .
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“And on this ghostly sigh, on this breath, with the feeble click of beads in the nun’s hands, a silence fell upon the room, vast as the stillness of a world of unknown faiths, loves, beliefs, of ... Read full review