The Weavers: a tale of England and Egypt of fifty years ago - Volume 6 by Gilbert Parker
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grew calmer. "Thee has made it worth while living on," he added.
She was gaining control of herself also. "I said that I would come when I was needed," she answered less, tremblingly. "Thee came alone?" he asked gently. "From Assouan, yes," she said in a voice still unsteady. "I was riding out to be by myself, and then I saw you coming, and I rode on. I thought I should like to be the first to say: 'Well done,' and 'God bless you!'" He drew in a long breath, then looked at her keenly. "Lord Eglington is in Egypt also?" he asked. Her face did not change. She looked him in the eyes. "No, Eglington would not come to help you. I came to Nahoum, as I said I would." "Thee has a good memory," he rejoined simply. "I am a good friend," she answered, then suddenly her face flushed up, her breast panted, her eyes shone with a brightness almost intolerable to him, and he said in a low, shaking voice: "It is all fighting, all fighting. We have done our best; and thee has made all possible." "David!" she said in a voice scarce above a whisper. "Thee and me have far to go," he said in a voice not louder than her own, |
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