Ailsa Paige by Robert W. (Robert William) Chambers
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page 87 of 544 (15%)
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I thought the nation was greater than all----"
"The State is greater, dear. Good men will realise that when they see a sovereign people standing all alone for human truth and justice--standing with book and sword under God's favour, as sturdily as ever Israel stood in battle fo' the right!--I don't mean to be disloyal to my husband in saying this befo' my children. But you ask me, and I must tell the truth if I answer at all." Slender, upright, transfigured with a flushed and girlish beauty wholly strange to them, she moved restlessly back and forth across the room, a slim, lovely, militant figure all aglow with inspiration, all aquiver with emotion too long and loyally suppressed. Paige and Marye, astonished, watched her without a word. Ailsa stood with one hand resting on the mantel, a trifle pale but also silent, her startled eyes following this new incarnation wearing the familiar shape of Celia Craig. "Ailsa!" "Yes, dear." "Can you think evil of a people who po' out their hearts in prayer and praise? Do traitors importune fo' blessings?" She turned nervously to the piano and struck a ringing chord, another--and dropped to the chair, head bowed on her slim childish neck. Presently there stole through the silence a tremulous voice |
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