The poetical works of George MacDonald in two volumes — Volume 1 by George MacDonald
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This glimmering longer. Now that gush of rain
Has blotted all my view with crossing lights. 'Tis no use waiting here. I must cross over, And take my stand in the corner by the door. But if he comes while I go down the stairs, And I not see? To make sure, I'll go gently Up the stair to the landing by her door. [_He goes quickly toward the door_.] _Hostess (opening the door and looking in_). If you please, sir-- [_He hurries past_] The devil's in the man! SCENE VII.--_The landing_. _Voice within_. If you scream, I must muffle you. _Julian (rushing up the stair_). He _is_ there! His hand is on her mouth! She tries to scream! [_Flinging the door open, as_ NEMBRONI _springs forward on the other side_.] |
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