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Murfree, Mary Noailles, 1850-1922

"The Ordeal A Mountain Romance of Tennessee"

Briscoe having ordered
out the dog-cart and his favorite mare.
"Plenty of time, plenty of time! We can't hope to overtake them, with the
start they have already. Just see if there are any signs of intrusion
into the place and report. And now, Mrs. Royston, shall we move on?"
The observatory was a structure strong but singularly light and airy of
effect, poised on the brink of the mountain, above a slant so steep as to
be precipitous indeed, terminating in a sheer vertical descent, after
affording such foothold as the supporting timbers required. A great
landscape it overlooked of wooded range and valley in autumnal tints and
burnished sunset glow, but this made only scant impression on the minds
of both, looking out with preoccupied, unseeing eyes. The balustrade
around the four sides formed the back of a bench, and on this seat
Lillian sank down, still feeble and fluttering, painfully agitated,
acutely aware that, as she had no obvious physical hurt, the nervous
shock she had sustained might scarcely suffice to account for her
persistent claim on his aid and attention.


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