ndness; then got me some refreshment, and began to question me about matters at home. After a pause, she said suddenly: "When are you going to get your commission, Duncan, do you know?" I replied that I had heard nothing of it; that I did not think my father had influence or money enough to procure me one, and that I feared I should have no such good chance of distinguishing myself. She did not answer, but nodded her head three times, slowly and with compressed lips--apparently as much as to say, "I know better."
Just as I was leaving her, it occurred to me to mention that I had heard an odd sound the night before. She turned towards me, and looked at me fixedly. "What was it like, Duncan, my dear?"
"Like a horse galloping with a loose shoe," I replied.
"Duncan, Duncan, my darling!" she said, in a low, trembling voice, but with passionate earnestness, "you did not hear it? Tell me that you did not hear it! You only want to frighten poor old nurse: some one has been telling you the story!"
I've only finished 2 of the 7. Some fun short stories, but not George's best in my opinion. Not quicky reads either, but definately worth the read.
I thought Portent could have been much more about the second sight than it was, but it was a great short story. The Cruel Painter was a lot of fun.