Julian Hawthorne

Julian Hawthorne

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Portrait of Julian Hawthorne Julian Hawthorne Eight Years in a Rock (1901)

The deep tones of his voice became exquisitely tender; and ever and anon they would draw in deep, enjoying breaths, as new life rushed into them from each other. Standish hardly ventured to look closely at them, so sacred and lovely was this reunion. Surely their experience had been without a parallel—to be all these years within sound of each other's voices, yet mutually invisible; while their love had waxed daily stronger. They themselves hardly as yet realized that they had regained each other; they would touch and gaze at each other from time to time, to be assured there was no mistake.
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Portrait of Julian Hawthorne Julian Hawthorne Eight Years in a Rock (1901)

The only trouble was that leap of six feet across a gulf of certain death. A standing jump of six feet, on level ground, was nothing to a man of Standish's activity: he had often leaped nearly twice as far. It was the circumstances that rendered this formidable. If he lost his balance; if his eye failed him; if he did not land just right on the other side—good-by to John Standish! And there was his rifle to add to his discomforts.
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Portrait of Julian Hawthorne Julian Hawthorne Eight Years in a Rock (1901)

From time to time she met their eyes with a confident smile; then she would glance in her husband's face, and it was easy to see that with his love she was content, as he with hers.
"If they get after us before we can make a port," the mate had said, "we'd best heave the chest overboard in shallow water, taking what bearings we can, and get ashore ourselves. But I know Medway," he added in a lower voice: "he's a devil, and he's going to show it."
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