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…, but I must go. Something calls me. Is anything the matter, sir ? (He does not answer. She lifts his head to her lap.) How pale he is ! Poor boy ! Shall I run to the Hall and get help, I wonder ? (Puts him gently down and half rises. His eyes open.) SIR PERCY. Oh ! I am but a coward. I am not ill, I was awake. I let you hold me. Forgive me ! MOLLY. Forgive you, sir ? I am a poor girl of the dale. SIR PERCY. Your voice is like an empress — no, a nightingale. You do not speak like a daleswoman. MOLLY. I was at school, sir, at — SIR PERCY. O but …
1904 · PDF PAGE 16
…ll groove, Invention, hear me ! Strange device Hatch from this egg a cocatrice Of novel style, that you who read The Sword of Song—(your poor, poor head !) Shall stand amazed (at the new note Flung faultless from this trembling throat)
1904 · PDF PAGE 46
…y is a sword in my heart ! SIR PERCY. Seen ? ANGELA. Your love — you call it so ! SIR PERCY. Have you, then — ANGELA. I saw all. Ah me ! Poor Angela ! SIR PERCY. Angela is your name ? ANGELA. My name. SIR PERCY. A lovely name. No doubt your disposition runs parallel. ANGELA. Meets never ? You are no courtier, sir ! SIR PERCY. Do not say ‘ sir ! ’ ANGELA. What shall I say ! Oh leave me ! I am ashamed.
1904 · PDF PAGE 82
…ue friend to the little ones. A curious coincidence. I am the new president of the Zenana Mission. GLENSTRAE. You ! ANGELA. Think of the poor heathen women kept in such terrible seclusion ! GLENSTRAE. Ah ! I had not thought your sympathy was genuine ; but there, there ! There is more real good in human nature than —
1904 · PDF PAGE 38
…That were the rest I have sought for, the bliss I have ached to obtain : — Ah ! it was pain ! MOLLY. Ay ! sir, but can you love me ? Me, poor girl ! SIR PERCY. Love you ? Ah, Christ ! I love you so ! Say you love me, love me ! Say so ! Again ! Again ! Aloud ! I must hear, or I shall die. MOLLY. I love you. Oh, you hurt me, you do indeed.
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…ENSTRAE. Here, then, lives the pretty piece of goods Angela wrote me of. (Molly appears at doorway.) Ah ! my pretty lass, can you give a poor old man a glass of milk ? MOLLY. Yes, sir, I will fetch you one. Pray you, set you down awhile. (He sits down. She goes.) GLENSTRAE. Ugh ! Ugh ! This rheumatism at me again. I wish I had left the business to Arthur. — But there, there, one never knows. (Molly comes in with the milk.) There, there ! what have you been crying for ? MOLLY. O sir ! GLENSTRAE. I am the Marquis of Glenstrae, my pretty wench. If…
1904 · PDF PAGE 50
… make myself the queen I am, that I might have strength to win you — never before has my heart been touched. Now my arts fail me. I am a poor and simple girl ; and my eyes are aching with the sight of you, and my lips are mad to kiss you ! SIR PERCY. Your breath is like a mist of rose-dawn about me.
1904 · PDF PAGE 45
…us in one supreme caress —” Why, here is love articulate, vital ! I thought that only poets, not lovers, could so speak. And that poets, poor devils, speaking, could never know. “ So Percy to his Angela’s distress —” Then it is not my Molly that writes this — who is this Percy ? — not me, at all events, for there is no Angela that loves me. (A sound of sobbing in the trees.) Whom have we here ? (Advances.) ’Fore God, the most beautiful woman in the world, except my Molly ! And her scent ! O she is like some intimate tro- pical plant, luring and…
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… Yes ! it’s all so blesséd and romantic, my dear, thank the Lord ! They were both brought to Jesus on one night, Ascen- sion Day, as the poor PaganI bodies call it, through the minis- tration of Mr. Hogwash, the Baptist minister at Brixton (Mr. Chesterton executes the cake-walk), who they say is a good man, and very much blessed of the dear Lord, my dear, in his ministrations, though of course he has not been brought out of sect2 as yet. II AGÉD SISTER, do. Dear ! Dear ! Very sad ! Perhaps the dear Lord will open his eyes. (The praying brother …