King of Ghosts in Hinduism

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"But what is it?" asks Miss Mansergh from behind Lady Rodney's chair, just a little impatiently.,"Her eyes certainly are——" says Geoffrey.,Sir Nicholas is quite pleased. There is a sort of unconscious flattery in the gravity of her tone and expression that amuses almost as much as it pleases him. What a funny child she is! and how unspeakably lovely! Will Doatie like her?,On the instant all is forgotten,—chagrin, shame, shoes and stockings, everything! Springing to her little naked feet, she goes to him, and, raising her hand, presses her handkerchief against the ugly stain.,Now he takes advantage of this general permission, and closes them with a soft caress.,His eyes, black and faintly savage, seem to burn into hers.,So after this earnest protest no more is ever said to her apon the subject, and Mrs. Geoffrey she is now to her mends, and Mrs. Geoffrey, I think, she will remain to the end of the chapter.,Then follows an uncomfortable silence.,"I thought I did," says Geoffrey, waking slowly to a sense of the situation.,These last advance in a leisurely manner up the room, yet with somewhat of the sneaking air of those who are in the possession of embarrassing news that must be told before much time goes by. The thought of this perhaps deadens their perception and makes them blind to the fact that the others are unnaturally quiet.,Kneeling down by her, Dorothy lays her head upon Mona's knee, and bursts out crying afresh.,A bell tinkles softly in the distance. The early dusk is creeping up from behind the distant hills, that are purple with the soft and glowing heather. The roar of the rushing waves comes from the bay that lies behind those encircling hills, and falls like sound of saddest music on her ear. Now comes.