Complete Short Works of George Meredith by George Meredith
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Ere the echoes of his voice had ceased lamenting into the distance, they found themselves alone on the wharf. THE LILIES OF THE VALLEY 'He opened like a bat!' said the stranger. 'His shadow was red!' said Farina. 'He was off like an arrow!' said the stranger. 'Oh! pledge of my young love, how could I lose thee!' exclaimed the youth, and his eyes were misted with tears. Guy the Goshawk shook his brown locks gravely. 'Bring me a man, and I 'll stand up against him, whoever he be, like a man; but this fellow has an ill scent and foreign ways about him, that he has! His eye boils all down my backbone and tingles at my finger-tips. Jesu, save us!' 'Save us!' repeated Farina, with the echo of a deadened soul. They made the sign of the Cross, and purified the place with holy ejaculations. |
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