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Walpole, Hugh, Sir, 1884-1941

"The Captives"

A whole
world that he had thought dead and withered was beating--urgently,
insistently, upon his consciousness.
In another instant he did not know what surrender, what
acknowledgement he might have made. It seemed to him that nothing in
life was worth while save to receive again, in some fashion, that
vitality that he had once known.
The door was flung open; a stream of light struck the dark; the
shadows, memories, fled, helter-skelter, like crackling smoke into
the air.
Amy stood in the doorway, blinking at him, scowling. He knew, for
some undefined reason, that he could not meet his father's eyes. He
jumped up and walked to the window.


CHAPTER II
EXPECTATION

Maggie developed marvellously during her first weeks in London. It
could not truthfully be said that her aunts gave her great
opportunity for development; so far as they were concerned she might
as well have been back in the green seclusion of St. Dreots.
It is true that she accompanied her Aunt Elizabeth upon several
shopping expeditions, and on one hazardous afternoon they penetrated
the tangled undergrowth of Harrods' Stores; on all these occasions
Maggie was too deeply occupied with the personal safety and
happiness of her aunt to have leisure for many observations.


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