[Snow-Bound at Eagle’s by Bret Harte]@TWC D-Link bookSnow-Bound at Eagle’s CHAPTER VII 15/26
I haven't heard anything so old-fashioned and conservative as that sigh since I have been in California.
I thought you never had any Past out here ?" Fortunately his face was between her and the light, and the unmistakable expression of annoyance and impatience which was passed over it was spared her.
There was, however, still enough dissonance in his manner to affect her quick feminine sense, and when she drew nearer to him it was with a certain maiden-like timidity. "You are not worse, Mr.Lee, I hope? You have not over-exerted yourself ?" "There's little chance of that with one leg--if not in the grave at least mummified with bandages," he replied, with a bitterness new to him. "Shall I loosen them? Perhaps they are too tight.
There is nothing so irritating to one as the sensation of being tightly bound." The light touch of her hand upon the rug that covered his knees, the thoughtful tenderness of the blue-veined lids, and the delicate atmosphere that seemed to surround her like a perfume cleared his face of its shadow and brought back the reckless fire into his blue eyes. "I suppose I'm intolerant of all bonds," he said, looking at her intently, "in others as well as myself!" Whether or not she detected any double meaning in his words, she was obliged to accept the challenge of his direct gaze, and, raising her eyes to his, drew back a little from him with a slight increase of color.
"I was afraid you had heard bad news just now." "What would you call bad news ?" asked Lee, clasping his hands behind his head, and leaning back on the sofa, but without withdrawing his eyes from her face. "Oh, any news that would interrupt your convalescence, or break up our little family party," said Mrs.Hale.
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