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In the mess there was no demonstration of sympathy with him in his loss, but the officers took occasion to drop in casually with an interesting bit of news, seeking to express, more or less awkwardly, by their presence what they found it impossible to express in actual words. It was to Barry an experience as new as it was delightful.
"What is it?" she said. I went on awkwardly. "I've got to tell you something extraordinarily distressing," I said. She was manifestly altogether unaware. "There seems to be a good deal of scandal abroad I've only recently heard of it about myself and Isabel." "Isabel!" I nodded. "What do they say?" she asked. It was difficult, I found, to speak. "They say she's my mistress." "Oh! How abominable!"
There was a glimmer, a click; and the man stood handcuffed. "Sit down on the grass with your back against that tree. Make yourself comfortable." Deal squatted awkwardly, settled, and turned a pallid face to the Messenger. "What'n hell's this mean?" he demanded. "Don't move and don't shout," said the Messenger. "If you do I'll have to gag you. I'm only going over there to take a look at your bees."
In the presence of eternal death, her own transient sufferings were forgotten, and healthy human pity destroyed any sense of personal injury she might have cherished. We four men stood awkwardly, patiently by for several minutes, listening to her innocent self-upbraidings, knowing her story, and touched beyond expression by the utter absence of all selfish sentiment in any word she said.
He hesitated awkwardly, and then in silence held out his hand. She took it mechanically. He found his voice. "Miss Henderson," he said. "What do you want?" she asked faintly. "I don't know," he said.... "I want to talk to you." "Yes?" Her heart was beating fast. He found the thing unexpectedly difficult. "May I ? Are you expecting ? Have you far to go? I would like to talk to you.
Then, gathering all his strength, he tried to throw him backwards, but lost his balance, and both plunged down the slope. The pitch was steep and they rolled for some distance until they struck a rocky ledge. The chopper let go, slipped across the ledge, and vanished. Jim, jarred by the shock, lay still for some moments, and when he got up awkwardly saw nothing among the rocks and trees below.
The two older boys came awkwardly out into the yard. One of them was fourteen years old and the other sixteen. The mother beckoned and they came to her with embarrassed step. Her face lighted with pride in their stalwart figures and well-shaped, regular features. "Here's my oldest boy, William, Colonel Lee." The Colonel took the outstretched hand with cordial grasp.
He flew out toward another tree-top, going very slowly, with his legs hanging awkwardly straight down. At every beat of the wings he threw them up over his back till they seemed to meet, jerked his expressive tail downward, and uttered a harsh "chack," almost pausing as he did so. "Not only a chat, but a character," was my verdict, as I turned back from my stroll.
He laughed awkwardly. "We ain't quarreling, are we, Miss Margaret?" "Certainly I am not. I don't quarrel with anybody but my friends." "Well, I didn't aim to offend you anyway. You know me better than that." He let his voice fall into a caressing modulation and put a propitiatory hand on her skirt, but under the uncompromising hardness of her gaze the hand fell away to his side.
A shadow dropped long upon the shanty floor. In the doorway stood Teola Graves, tall, thin, and distressingly pale. Tessibel had not seen her since the day she had carried the babe to the hill-house. That was three whole weeks ago. Tess moved awkwardly from the chair, motioned for Ezra Longman to get up, and stuttered out an invitation for the girl to be seated.
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