Flora Annie Steel

Flora Annie Steel

His Chance (1908)

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Portrait of Flora Annie Steel Flora Annie Steel His Chance (1908)

How interminable the sunlight! Ah! would no one shut out the light, and why did Sonnie move his hand——?
"Huzoor! salaam!"
Oh! God in heaven! were they going? Was the door closing? Was the blessed darkness coming?
It was utter darkness as, her strength giving way, she fell on her knees beside the bed, burying her face upon her children, her husband.
"Will! Will!" she whispered.
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Portrait of Flora Annie Steel Flora Annie Steel His Chance (1908)

His face was pale as death, his hands twitched nervously, but in the semi-darkness his eyes blazed, his chin looked square and set.
"No, sir," he said quietly; "this is my chance. Look here! I ran and hid in the passage-way when the others died like men. I couldn't help it. Perhaps if they had had the chance I had—but that's nothing—nothing! I heard—I understand their lingo. They don't know you're here, sir—only a man—let me be a man—for once. It is my chance!"
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Portrait of Flora Annie Steel Flora Annie Steel His Chance (1908)

The memory of those words came back to her idly as she sat clasping her baby to her breast, while Sonnie, wearied out with fear, slept in her lap, and her one disengaged hand busied itself in fanning a half-delirious man who lay on a string bed set in the close darkness.
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