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"If I were a man I should be quite able to take care of myself. Understand, I am seeing you for the last time " "Yes, by God, you are!" he cried. His face was ashen. He had come to his feet, shaken and uncertain. It was as if each word of hers had been a stab. "I am glad we can agree so perfectly on that point. Will you kindly close the hail door as you go out?"
Debendra Babu became ashen pale, but he soon regained self-possession. Turning on Abdullah he shouted: "How dare you say that I gave you any such orders?" "Babu," whined Abdullah, "I never said so. The Darogaji is mistaken." The Sub-Inspector perceived that, all the witnesses being tenants of Debendra Babu, there was no hope of getting them to stick to any statement inculpating him.
The anxiety of last night was as nothing to the anguish of this unprecedented hour. That was why her face held its ashen pallor, her eyes their hunted fear. But there was no relief to be found at the phone a dead stillness, not even the whispering hum of the wires met her ear. "It's broken," she said to herself. "Or the girls have got frightened and gone."
That metamorphosis, of itself, was enough to set Garnache in a good humour; he felt himself again, and the feeling gave him confidence. His mustachios bristled as fiercely as of old, his skin was clear and healthy, and his dark brown hair showed ashen at the temples.
Something of his dazed, ashen look brought back to Bedient the afternoon of the great wind the Captain expecting to stick to his ship.... The table was set for two, and on one corner was the fresh handkerchief and the rose-dark meerschaum bowl.
Of course, by this time scouts were springing up all around, and all heading toward the common centre, which would be where Paul and the fishermen must meet. Little Billie was the first one to arrive, for, being possessed of long legs, in spite of his name, he could get over ground at a prodigious rate, given cause. And judging from his ashen face, he had plenty of that right now.
Frightened by his outcry, and unable to retreat, the shadowy depredator had fallen back on his slinking haunches with a snarl, and bared teeth that glittered in the moonlight. In an instant the expression of terror on the old man's ashen face turned into a fixed look of insane exaltation. His white lips moved; he advanced a step further, and held out both hands towards the crouching animal. "So!
The light fell full upon her ashen face and eyes of horror. She was beside herself. All her instincts urged her to resistance. She had always shrunk from this man. If she could only hold him at bay for a little if she could only resist long enough surely she heard the feet of the murderers upon the corridor already! It would not take them long to batter down the door and take her life!
Slowly the color mounted to the neck and face of the giant then suddenly it receded, leaving him as ashen as death. His great hand gripped the stock of the bull whip. A single blow was all that would have been needed to silence Professor Maxon forever. There was murder in the wounded heart.
Somewhere over this snow." Bill did not answer, and the girl turned to him in tremulous appeal. "Won't you find him for me, Bill?" she cried. "You are so strong, so capable you can do anything, anything you try. Won't you find him and bring him back to me?" The man looked down at her, and his face was ashen.
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