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Twice he got up and went to listen at Clotilde's door, but he heard nothing. He went downstairs to close a door that banged persistently, like misfortune knocking at the walls. Gusts blew through the dark rooms, and he went to bed again, shivering and haunted by lugubrious visions. At six o'clock Martine, fancying she heard her master knocking for her on the floor of his room, went upstairs.

Fifteen minutes after, he reappeared with a very hot face decorated fantastically with black. "She's sulking," he announced gloomily. "Is she?" Esther's tone held nothing save placid amusement. "Just a moment." The doctor banged down the bonnet and effaced himself once more. This time under the body of the car. Motors are mysterious things.

Even brave Flora was worn out and longed for rest, finding her only comfort in saying, "I told you so," when Clara banged them about, or dropped them on the dusty floor to be trampled on by passing feet.

Slivers was just going out to seek him when the door of his office was violently flung open, and a tall, raw-boned female entered in a very excited manner. Dressed in a dusty black gown, with a crape bonnet placed askew on her rough hair, this lady banged on Slivers' table a huge umbrella and demanded where Villiers was. 'I don't know, snapped Slivers, viciously; 'how the devil should I?

The servant girl, Bridget Durgin, at dead of night, invaded her mistress's bedroom and carved the lady literally to pieces with a knife. Then she dragged the body to the middle of the floor, and beat and banged it with chairs and such things. Next she opened the feather beds, and strewed the contents around, saturated everything with kerosene, and set fire to the general wreck.

The two men handling her were twisting her arms above her head. Then suddenly they lifted her up and banged her down over the arm of an iron bench-twice. As they ran me past, she was lying there with her arms out, and we heard one of the men yell, "The suffrager! My mother ain't no suffrager. I'll put you through ." At the end of the corridor they pushed me through a door.

Suddenly land, water, and sky shivered, and a wild tempest-blast rushed howling through the distant pathless woods, showing its lightning-teeth like a raving maniac who had broken his chains. The desolate halls of the palace banged their doors, and moaned in the bitterness of anguish. The servants were all in the office, and there was no one to light the lamps. The night was cloudy and moonless.

The kitchen door constantly banged open and shut, as the Chinese cook trotted out and back, carrying scraps to the waste barrel, or bringing his new-washing tins to hang on a rack in the open air, a resource on which he was forced to fall back on account of his cramped quarters.

A chair grated roughly on a bare floor; a door banged with such violence that every other door in the house vibrated. In the silence that ensued, Maurice endeavoured to make his presence known by walking about. But no one came. His eyes ranged round the room. It was, with a few slight differences, the ordinary best room of the ordinary German house.

Richard Derby's vessels had eluded or banged away at the privateers during the French War from 1756 to 1763, mounting from eight to twelve guns, "with four cannon below decks for close quarters." Of such a temper was this old sea-dog who led the militia and defiantly halted General Gage's regulars at the North River bridge in Salem, two full months before the skirmish at Lexington.