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Sensing J1 that, the child's mother apologetically pulled at the strap and said, "You zi~ughty child disturbing Miss Su! Come back here! How studious you are, Miss Su! You know so much and still you read all the timeSun is always telling me, 'Women students like Miss Su give China a good nameShe's beau tiful and has a PhWhere can you ever find such nice people?' Here I went abroad for nothing and never even cracked a bookI keep house, and I forgot everything I'd learned as soon as I had himHey! You pest! I told you not to go over thereYou're up to no goodYou'll get Miss Su's clothes all dirty for sure
Miss Su had always scorned the poor, simple-minded MrsSun and de tested children, but when she heard all that, she was quite pleasedSmiling pleasantly, she said, "Let him come
She removed her sunglasses, closed the book she had been staring at va cantly, and with utmost caution she clasped the child's wrist before he could wipe his hands all over her clothes"Where's Papa?" she asked himWithout answering, the child opened his eyes wide and went, "Poo, poo," at Miss Su, spitting out saliva in imitation of the goldfish blowing bubbles in the tank in the dining roomMiss Su hast ily let go of his arm and pulled out a handkerchief to protect herselfHis mother yanked him away, threatening to slap himThen sighing, she said, "His father is gambling down belowWhere else? I can't understand why all men like gambling so muchJust look at the ones on this boatEvery last one of them is gambling his head offI wouldn't mind so much if it brought in a little somethingSun, he's already gambled away a tidy sum and he just keeps goingIt makes me so mad!" When Miss Su heard these last petty remarks, she, in spite of herself, felt a renewed contempt for MrsFang does not gamble," she remarked coldlySun turned up her nose and sniffedFang! He played too when he first got on the boatNow he's too busy chasing Miss Pao, so naturally he can't spare the timeRomance is the big event of a lifetime, far more impor tant than gamblingI just can't see what there is about that Miss Pao, coarse and dark as she is, to make MrFang give up a perfectly good second-class berth for the discomforts of the third classI see those two are getting on gloriouslyMaybe by the time the boat reaches Hong Kong they'll get mar riedIt's certainly a case of 'fate bringing people together from a thousand ii away'
Miss Su felt a painful stabbing in her heart when she heard thatSun and to console herself, she said, "Why, that's quite impossible! Miss Pao has a fianc6; she told me so herselfHer fianc? even financed her studies abroadSun said, "She has a fiance and is still so flirtatious? We are already antiquesAt least we've learned something new this timeMiss Su, I'll tell you something funnyFang were classmates in shop China
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Sensing J1 that, the child's mother apologetically pulled at the strap and said, "You zi~ughty child disturbing Miss Su! Come back here! How studious you are, Miss Su! You know so much and still you read all the timeSun is always telling me, 'Women students like Miss Su give China a good nameShe's beau tiful and has a PhWhere can you ever find such nice people?' Here I went abroad for nothing and never even cracked a bookI keep house, and I forgot everything I'd learned as soon as I had himHey! You pest! I told you not to go over thereYou're up to no goodYou'll get Miss Su's clothes all dirty for sure
Miss Su had always scorned the poor, simple-minded MrsSun and de tested children, but when she heard all that, she was quite pleasedSmiling pleasantly, she said, "Let him come
She removed her sunglasses, closed the book she had been staring at va cantly, and with utmost caution she clasped the child's wrist before he could wipe his hands all over her clothes"Where's Papa?" she asked himWithout answering, the child opened his eyes wide and went, "Poo, poo," at Miss Su, spitting out saliva in imitation of the goldfish blowing bubbles in the tank in the dining roomMiss Su hast ily let go of his arm and pulled out a handkerchief to protect herselfHis mother yanked him away, threatening to slap himThen sighing, she said, "His father is gambling down belowWhere else? I can't understand why all men like gambling so muchJust look at the ones on this boatEvery last one of them is gambling his head offI wouldn't mind so much if it brought in a little somethingSun, he's already gambled away a tidy sum and he just keeps goingIt makes me so mad!" When Miss Su heard these last petty remarks, she, in spite of herself, felt a renewed contempt for MrsFang does not gamble," she remarked coldlySun turned up her nose and sniffedFang! He played too when he first got on the boatNow he's too busy chasing Miss Pao, so naturally he can't spare the timeRomance is the big event of a lifetime, far more impor tant than gamblingI just can't see what there is about that Miss Pao, coarse and dark as she is, to make MrFang give up a perfectly good second-class berth for the discomforts of the third classI see those two are getting on gloriouslyMaybe by the time the boat reaches Hong Kong they'll get mar riedIt's certainly a case of 'fate bringing people together from a thousand ii away'
Miss Su felt a painful stabbing in her heart when she heard thatSun and to console herself, she said, "Why, that's quite impossible! Miss Pao has a fianc6; she told me so herselfHer fianc? even financed her studies abroadSun said, "She has a fiance and is still so flirtatious? We are already antiquesAt least we've learned something new this timeMiss Su, I'll tell you something funnyFang were classmates in shop China
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It may not be yet too late!"
MrMorris and Lord Godalming started for the door but the Professor's calm voice called them back
"Stay, my friendsThat ship, wherever it was, was weighing anchor at the moment in your so great Port of LondonWhich of them is it that you seek? God be thanked that we have once again a clue, though whither it may lead us we know notWe have been blind somewhatBlind after the manner of men, since we can look back we see what we might have seen looking forward if we had been able to see what we might have seen! Alas, but that sentence is a puddle, is it not? We can know now what was in the Count's mind, when he seize that money, though Jonathan's so fierce knife put him in the danger that even he dreadHear me, ESCAPE! He saw that with but one earth box left, and a pack of men following like dogs after a fox, this London was no place for himHe have take his last earth box on board a ship, and he leave the landHe think to escape, but no! We follow himTally Ho! As friend Arthur would say when he put on his red frock! Our old fox is wilyOh! So wily, and we must follow with wileI, too, am wily and I think his mind in a little whileIn meantime we may rest and in peace, for there are between us which he do not want to pass, and which he could not if he wouldUnless the ship were to touch the land, and then only at full or slack tideSee, and the sun is just rose, and all day to sunset is usLet us take bath, and dress, and have breakfast which we all need, and which we can eat comfortably since he be not in the same land with us
Mina looked at him appealingly as she asked, "But why need we seek him further, when he is gone away from us?"
He took her hand and patted it as he replied, "Ask me nothing as yetWhen we have breakfast, then I answer all questions He would say no more, and we separated to dress
After breakfast Mina repeated her questionHe looked at her gravely for a minute and then said sorrowfully, "Because my dear, dear Madam Mina, now more than ever must we find him even if we have to follow him to the jaws of Hell!"
She grew paler as she asked faintly, "Why?"
"Because," he answered solemnly, "he can live for centuries, and you are but mortal womanTime is now to be dreaded, since once he put that mark upon your throat
I was just in time to catch her as she fell forward in a faint
CHAPTER 24
DRSEWARD'S PHONOGRAPH DIARY
SPOKEN BY VAN HELSING
This to Jonathan Harker
You are to stay with your dear Madam MinaWe shall go to make our search, if I can call it so, for it is not search but knowing, and we seek confirmation onlyBut do you stay and take care of her todayThis is your best and most holiest officeThis day nothing can find him here
Let me tell you that so you will know what we four know already, for I have tell themHe, our enemy, have gone awayHe have gone back to his Castle in TransylvaniaI know it so well, as if a great hand of fire wrote it on the wallHe have prepare for this in some way, and that last earth box was ready to ship somewheresFor this he took the moneyFor this he hurry at the last, lest we catch him before the sun go downIt was his last hope, save that he might hide in the tomb that he think poor Miss Lucy, being as he thought like him, keep open to himBut there was not of shop time
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Morris and Lord Godalming started for the door but the Professor's calm voice called them back
"Stay, my friendsThat ship, wherever it was, was weighing anchor at the moment in your so great Port of LondonWhich of them is it that you seek? God be thanked that we have once again a clue, though whither it may lead us we know notWe have been blind somewhatBlind after the manner of men, since we can look back we see what we might have seen looking forward if we had been able to see what we might have seen! Alas, but that sentence is a puddle, is it not? We can know now what was in the Count's mind, when he seize that money, though Jonathan's so fierce knife put him in the danger that even he dreadHear me, ESCAPE! He saw that with but one earth box left, and a pack of men following like dogs after a fox, this London was no place for himHe have take his last earth box on board a ship, and he leave the landHe think to escape, but no! We follow himTally Ho! As friend Arthur would say when he put on his red frock! Our old fox is wilyOh! So wily, and we must follow with wileI, too, am wily and I think his mind in a little whileIn meantime we may rest and in peace, for there are between us which he do not want to pass, and which he could not if he wouldUnless the ship were to touch the land, and then only at full or slack tideSee, and the sun is just rose, and all day to sunset is usLet us take bath, and dress, and have breakfast which we all need, and which we can eat comfortably since he be not in the same land with us
Mina looked at him appealingly as she asked, "But why need we seek him further, when he is gone away from us?"
He took her hand and patted it as he replied, "Ask me nothing as yetWhen we have breakfast, then I answer all questions He would say no more, and we separated to dress
After breakfast Mina repeated her questionHe looked at her gravely for a minute and then said sorrowfully, "Because my dear, dear Madam Mina, now more than ever must we find him even if we have to follow him to the jaws of Hell!"
She grew paler as she asked faintly, "Why?"
"Because," he answered solemnly, "he can live for centuries, and you are but mortal womanTime is now to be dreaded, since once he put that mark upon your throat
I was just in time to catch her as she fell forward in a faint
CHAPTER 24
DRSEWARD'S PHONOGRAPH DIARY
SPOKEN BY VAN HELSING
This to Jonathan Harker
You are to stay with your dear Madam MinaWe shall go to make our search, if I can call it so, for it is not search but knowing, and we seek confirmation onlyBut do you stay and take care of her todayThis is your best and most holiest officeThis day nothing can find him here
Let me tell you that so you will know what we four know already, for I have tell themHe, our enemy, have gone awayHe have gone back to his Castle in TransylvaniaI know it so well, as if a great hand of fire wrote it on the wallHe have prepare for this in some way, and that last earth box was ready to ship somewheresFor this he took the moneyFor this he hurry at the last, lest we catch him before the sun go downIt was his last hope, save that he might hide in the tomb that he think poor Miss Lucy, being as he thought like him, keep open to himBut there was not of timeWhen that fail he make straight for his last resource, his last earth-work I might say did I wish double shop entente
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Her father most,?for Eva, though she never distinctly thought so, had an instinctive perception that she was more in his heart than any otherShe loved her mother because she was so loving a creature, and all the selfishness that she had seen in her only saddened and perplexed her; for she had a child?s implicit trust that her mother could not do wrongThere was something about her that Eva never could make out; and she always smoothed it over with thinking that, after all, it was mamma, and she loved her very dearly indeed
She felt, too, for those fond, faithful servants, to whom she was as daylight and sunshineChildren do not usually generalize; but Eva was an uncommonly mature child, and the things that she had witnessed of the evils of the system under which they were living had fallen, one by one, into the depths of her thoughtful, pondering heartShe had vague longings to do something for them,?to bless and save not only them, but all in their condition,?longings that contrasted sadly with the feebleness of her little frame
?Uncle Tom,? she said, one day, when she was reading to her friend, ?I can understand why Jesus wanted to die for us
?Why, Miss Eva??
?Because I?ve felt so, too
?What is it Miss Eva??I don?t understand
?I can?t tell you; but, when I saw those poor creatures on the boat, you know, when you came up and I,?some had lost their mothers, and some their husbands, and some mothers cried for their little children?and when I heard about poor Prue,?oh, wasn?t that dreadful!?and a great many other times, I?ve felt that I would be glad to die, if my dying could stop all this miseryI would die for them, Tom, if I could,? said the child, earnestly, laying her little thin hand on his
Tom looked at the child with awe; and when she, hearing her father?s voice, glided away, he wiped his eyes many times, as he looked after her
?It?s jest no use tryin? to keep Miss Eva here,? he said to Mammy, whom he met a moment after?She?s got the Lord?s mark in her forehead
?Ah, yes, yes,? said Mammy, raising her hands; ?I?ve allers said soShe wasn?t never like a child that?s to live?there was allers something deep in her eyesI?ve told Missis so, many the time; it?s a comin? true,?we all sees it,?dear, little, blessed lamb!?
Eva came tripping up the verandah steps to her fatherIt was late in the afternoon, and the rays of the sun formed a kind of glory behind her, as she came forward in her white dress, with her golden hair and glowing cheeks, her eyes unnaturally bright with the slow fever that burned in her veinsClare had called her to show a statuette that he had been buying for her; but her appearance, as she came on, impressed him suddenly and painfullyThere is a kind of beauty so intense, yet so fragile, that we cannot bear to look at itHer father folded her suddenly in his arms, and almost forgot what he was going to tell her
?Eva, dear, you are better now-a-days,?are you not??
?Papa,? said Eva, with sudden firmness ?I?ve had things I wanted to say to you, a great whileI want to say them now, before I get weakerClare trembled as Eva seated herself in his lapShe laid her head on his bosom, and said,
?It?s all no use, papa, to keep it to myself any longerThe time is coming that I am going to leave youI am going, and never to come back!? and Eva sobbed
?O, now, my dear little Eva!? said StClare, trembling as he spoke, but speaking cheerfully, ?you?ve got nervous and low-spirited; you mustn?t indulge such gloomy thoughtsSee here, I?ve bought a statuette for you!?
?No, papa,? said Eva, putting it gently away, ?don?t deceive yourself!?I am not any better, I know it perfectly well,?and I am going, before longI am not nervous,?I am not low-spiritedIf it were not for you, papa, and my friends, I should be perfectly happyI want to go,?I long to go!?
?Why, dear child, what has made your poor little heart so sad? You have had everything, to make you happy, that could be given you
?I had rather be in heaven; though, only for my friends? sake, I would be willing to liveThere are a great many things here that make me sad, that seem dreadful to me; I had rather be there; but I don?t want to leave you,?it almost breaks my heart!?
?What makes you sad, and seems dreadful, Eva??
?O, things that are done, and done all the timeI feel sad for our poor people; they love me dearly, and they are all good and kind to meI wish, papa, they were all free
?Why, Eva, child, don?t you think they are well enough off now??
?O, but, papa, if anything should happen to you, what would become of them? There are very few men like you, papaUncle Alfred isn?t like you, and mamma isn?t; and then, think of poor old Prue?s owners! What horrid things people do, and can do!? and Eva shuddered
?My dear child, you are too shop sensitive
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