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The Wild Olive by Basil or Anonymous

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A fragile, dainty little creature, her laces, trinkets, and rings revealed her as one clinging to the elegancies of another phase of life, though Fate had sent her to live, and perhaps to die, here on the edge of the wilderness. You have had the benefit of all the resources allowed by the law. On the wooden walls of the cabin, which was fairly spacious, water-color sketches were pinned at intervals, while on the mantelpiece above a bricked fireplace one or two stood framed. As it was he spoke with enthusiasm, an enthusiasm born of an honest desire that Conquest should see the woman he was about to marry in the full beauty of her character. The worst of it is, he's no good at seeing things all round. It's hateful of any one to say I ought to.

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The Wild Olive by Basil King: Chapter III

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She was glad old Jacob was gone, so that she could make his confession with impunity. It had probably been built in a caprice that had passed with its completion. To the east, in New York, the Adirondacks, with the sunlight full upon them, shot up jade-colored peaks into the electric blue--the scarred pyramid of Graytop standing forth dark, detached, and alone, like a battered veteran sentinel. He took a step or two toward the forest, and paused again, still staring upward. She was willing to make any atonement within her power, since it was too late to call him to account.

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Jarrott has helped ever so many--stranded people. While Ford lifted her basket to the desk in the centre of the room she drew the green curtain hastily, covering the window. You can make of me what you care to. In the hour or two of silence that ensued he was sure that, whatever she might be doing with her brush, she was keeping eye and ear alert in his defence. He began to examine them once more, inspecting the water-colors on the wall one by one, in search of some clew to her personality. He gave his short, nervous laugh.

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His clothes had dried upon him; in spite of his hunger he was refreshed by his night's sleep; he was convinced that, once in the open, he could elude capture. In the silence that followed he began again to wonder how he could best make his demand for food, when a sound from behind startled him. It was at least two or three years since he had seen anything so dainty--not, in fact, since his own mother died. Over the low hills he scrambled through an undergrowth so dense that even the snake or the squirrel might have avoided it, to find some easier way. The first sketch was of a nun in a convent garden--the background vaguely French, and yet with a difference. I've been told that it changed my father's life. And you kept it dark! I'm afraid I parade my name just like a boy with a new watch, who wants to tell every one the time.

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[COMPLETE]The Wild Olive by Basil King

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He made the same observation with regard to the man who sat with his back to the window. I know it's a trial to her to keep me, and so, in a way, it's a trial to me to stay. There are no people of my kind. Here, burying himself in the woods, he skirted the unkempt farms, whose cottage lights, just beginning to burn, served him as signals to keep farther off. He fingered them again and again in a kind of wonder, while his still half-slumbering senses struggled for the memory of what had happened, and the realization of where he was. Without having had time to count the cost or reckon the result, he felt he was giving up the fight.

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The Wild Olive by Basil King

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In his path there were lakelets, which he swam, and streams, which he forded. This story is about saving someone from a criminal past without really knowing whether they are innocent or guilty. In the bottom of his heart he had long wished to dazzle, by some act of prowess, the eyes that saw him only as a respectable man of middle age, but the desire had merely mocked him with the kind of derision which impotence gets from youth. My life will be a thing for you to dispose of. Wayne broke in, indignantly, from the doorway. The law is a very fine theory. I'd rather go on waiting for him.

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[COMPLETE]The Wild Olive by Basil King

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When he came near enough to see the outlines of her form she flew on again, less like a living woman than a mountain wraith. There's no plan of escape that won't expose you to a good many risks. Presently she closed the door of the cabin and locked it on the outside. But, for the minute, there was one imperative necessity—to go on—to go on anywhere, anyhow, so long as it took him far enough from the spot where masked men had loosed the handcuffs from his wrists and stray shots had come ringing after him. Simon is a wonderful reader.

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The Wild Olive: A Novel: Basil King: 9781985169456: pfactory.in: Books

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He was still thinking of this when the door opened and she came in again, carrying a plate piled high with cold meat and bread-and-butter. It was another degree nearer to the organized life in which he was entitled to a place. Like the tiger that has ventured beyond the edge of the jungle, he must slink back at the sight of fire. In spite of herself, her words conveyed all their meaning. The furnishings spoke of comfort and a modest dignity. The girl's flight over grass and gravel was like nothing so much as that of a bird skimming through the air.

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[COMPLETE]The Wild Olive by Basil King

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He stepped back, leaping to the door as she unlocked it, in order to relieve her of her burden. You see what I mean? I think there is something in it, and I believe the further they go the more they will find to support it. Every one does--who knows me. When forced to cross one of the sterile fields, he crawled low, blotting himself out among the bowlders. I wouldn't do it because some one else told me to—not if he was my brother ten times over. As he crouched by the window watching them, it came into his mind that they were just the sort of people of whom he had least need to be afraid. Our servers are not set up to handle the greater volume of traffic.

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