Then came smoke, the smell of scorching linen, and a cry of horror from Celine.
The narrative was broken off short by a cry of jubilee in the court.
Her cry to the slave-holders, was ever like his to Pharaoh, "Let my people go!"
Again came the cry, more gently, ending in a sort of sobbing monologue.
When I went to the door to tell her what Anne had done she began to cry.
For, if he could get shelter for three days, the hue and cry would subside.
And somehow you knew it wasn't your naughtiness that made her cry.
As she rose, her face changed, she gave a cry, and fell upon the marble floor.
He was not vexed that he had made her cry, but vexed that she cried.
No, father; you would be the first to seek and comfort me, and the first to cry 'Shame!'
