” His voice rose and fell amidst the music and the singing of Tristan and King Mark, like a voice heard in a badly connected telephone. . Bulging out more in the middle than at the two extremities, it resembled an enormous cask set on its end, —a sort of Heidelberg tun on a large scale,—and this resemblance was increased by the small circular aperture—it hardly deserved to be called a door—pierced, like the bung-hole of a barrell, through the side of the structure, at some distance from the ground, and approached by a flight of wooden steps. Then he turned round and gazed thoughtfully at the particular spot in the fog where Courtlaw had disappeared. He offered me at once an engagement. “You are one of the Hampshire Pellissiers, I know, and your family are quite as good as ours. . To-night there seemed to be a new brilliancy in her eyes, a deeper quality in her tone. ’ He threw one arm across his own chest and clapped himself on the shoulder.
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