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[Gnatsweb-commit] sit-down ember


From: Gwendoline Roman
Subject: [Gnatsweb-commit] sit-down ember
Date: Thu, 10 Aug 2006 15:48:23 +0900

Next morning, as every morning, the awakening was sweet, fresh, new,hopeful. Margarita, I do not trifle, replied Adam, earnestly.
Adam went back to his unpacking,conscious of a sobered enthusiasm.
He was invited aboard the boat to have lunch with the mother anddaughter. MacKay opened his eyes to the great health for mind andbody in sheer toil. Also he was aware of one quick all-embracingglance. Adam tried not to look at anyof the women while they looked at him.
Adam had not been prepared for such a spectacle of grandeur anddesolation.
A hard, cruel, beautiful tree of thornsthat at a little distance resembled smoke!
The dusky eyes shone with avastly different light from the lurid hate of a few hours back. He found the old fisherman in precisely the same posture.
MacKay opened his eyes to the great health for mind andbody in sheer toil.
Next morning, as every morning, the awakening was sweet, fresh, new,hopeful.
He knew he wouldnever make such a resolve again. Senor, no woman ever thinks when love is in her heart and on her lips. But I seem to have been freedfrom a cage. The walk was long and, byreason of the heavy, dragging sand, one of considerable labour. Upon examination Adam was amazed to discover that every branch andtwig of this tree was a thorn. So thats it, ejaculated Adam, and he whistled his surprise. Palo Christi, murmured Margarita, making the sign of the cross. This fact might have been manifest to hisfellow workers, but it was not that which counted. Such a little girl, such a frail strength, such a deficient brain to holdall that passion! Andthere was more, too deep and too subtle for him to divine. Id not be afraid to back you against it if you meetit right. He andMargarita reached home without seeing any sign of Felix.
Let senor swear he love me, she demanded, imperiously.
At last Arallanes announced thatthey were home. In moving away, Margarita, who was lookingback, caught her hair in a thorny branch of the mesquite. But it was not his duty to ambush the Mexican who would ambushhim. This fact might have been manifest to hisfellow workers, but it was not that which counted.
But I seem to have been freedfrom a cage.
Margarita wasstill an unknown quantity in Adams development.

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