XIX{Shadow on the Sun-Dial}
GOC'B-BVE, VltSKlJLU. DAttl.lNfi!
The hoarse High Street became musical
with the cry, in various silvery voices,
"Good-bye, Rosebud darling!" and the
effigy of
Mr. Sapsea's father over the opposite
doorway seemed to say to mankind:
"Gentlemen, favour me with your attention
to this charming little last lot left behind,
and bid with a spirit worthy of the
occasion!" Then the staid street, so
unwontedly sparkling, youthful, and fresh
for a few rippling moments, ran dry, and
Cloisterham was itself again.
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iia. (iRLRGlOL-S HAS ICS SUSPICIONS
Mr. Grewgious has his suspicions
"Darling, I dare propose to you. Stop
there. If it be bad to idolise you, I am
the worst of men; if it be good, I am
the best. My love for you is above all
other love, and my truth to you is
above all other truth. Let me have
hope and favour, and I am a forsworn
man for your sake.
Rosa puts her hands to her temples,
and, pushing back her hair, looks
wildly and abhorrently at him, as
though she were trying to piece
together what it is his deep purpose to
present to her only in fragments.
"Good-bye, Rosebud, dar
XV{Impeached}
Mr. Grewgious heard a terrible shriek,
and saw no ghastly figure, sitting or
standing; saw nothing but a heap of
torn and miry clothes upon the floor.
Not changing his action even then, he
opened and shut the palms of his hands
as he warmed them, and looked down at
it.
Jasper's sacrifices
