Al'mah's

With the flight of Krool and the gun came the end of Al'mah's vigil.

The Judgment House Gilbert Parker 1897

As things stood, it was a matter of life and death; and to Al'mah's mind humanity alone should have sent Jasmine at once to her husband's side.

The Judgment House Gilbert Parker 1897

Jasmine's cheek was white as Al'mah's apron; but she did not shrink.

The Judgment House Gilbert Parker 1897

The stillness of the night was broken now by the hoarse calls of the men, now by the wailing of women, and Al'mah's eyes kept turning to those places where lights were shining, which, as she knew, were houses of death or pain.

The Judgment House Gilbert Parker 1897

A strange, almost solemn quietness stole over Al'mah's senses.

The Judgment House Gilbert Parker 1897

Dusk had almost come, yet Jasmine had not arrived at Brinkwort's Farm, the urgency of Al'mah's message notwithstanding.

The Judgment House Gilbert Parker 1897

Al'mah's face turned paler, and she swayed slightly, then she recovered herself.

The Judgment House Gilbert Parker 1897

Al'mah's face flushed with anger and shame at the thing she saw, and a weakness came over her, as though the springs of life had been suddenly emptied.

The Judgment House Gilbert Parker 1897

Al'mah's eyes had taken it all in rather wistfully, while she had waited for Krool's return from his master; but the wistfulness was due to personal trouble, for her eyes were clouded and her motions languid.

The Judgment House Gilbert Parker 1897

Al'mah's face was now very haggard, but her eyes were burning.

The Judgment House Gilbert Parker 1897