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While Dick was preparing for another cast, Tom came up behind him with a sly motion. The mule observed Tom, let fly both heels with a tremendous crash on the barrier, and bolted to the other end of the ship. There Harry met him with a stick, and turned him back whence he came. Again Dick advanced, made a successful cast, and drew the noose tight.
Trembling with horror, Arthur felt himself pushed forward by Clinton's strong hand in wild haste to the window. Self-preservation was strong within him, he bolted through, Clinton followed, and they once more stood in the street.
From the cavalry barracks, the northward sets, the troopers, too, were flowing, but these were turned stableward, back of the post, and Byrne, with his nightshirt flying wide open, wider than his eyes, bolted round through the space between the quarters of Plume and Wren, catching sight of the arrested captain standing grim and gaunt on his back piazza, and ran with the foremost sergeants to the edge of the plateau, where, in his cool white garb, stood Plume, shouting orders to those beneath.
'And I forgot to tell you, Tamar, I've a ring for you in town a little souvenir; you'll think it pretty a gold ring, with a stone in it it belonged to poor dear Aunt Jemima, you remember. I left it behind; so stupid! So he shook hands with old Tamar, and patted her affectionately on the shoulder, and he said: 'Keep the hall-door bolted.
I never received any circular!" "I thought as much," said Cutts very coolly. "That's precisely what I said to old Hasherton, the chairman, the day after the secretary bolted. I told him he should send round notice to the fellows at a distance, warning them not to cash up; but it seems that the list of subscribers had gone amissing, and so the thing was left to rectify itself." "Bolted!
"There remained the other access to the room, that is, the one through the hall of the house. The hall door, it appears, was always barred and bolted by Mr. Ireland himself when he came home, whether from the theatre or his club. It was a duty he never allowed any one to perform but himself.
"Onwards, I must keep on!" he muttered, as he entered Paula's room, bolted the door inside and, kneeling before her chest, tossed the flowers aside. If he was discovered, he would say that he had gone into his cousin's chamber to give her the bouquet. "Onwards; I must go on!" was still his thought, as he unscrewed the hinge on which the lid of the trunk moved.
Parker, who was brooding in the retirement of his villa whither the news had swiftly spread, he merely thought: "Got off scot free. And without paying his Club account, I'll bet. Bolted. Lucky devil. That's where the casual visitor has the pull over a resident official like myself. Cleared out! I'm glad I never had any money to lend him. Touched a good few of them, I'll be bound."
The slit is an inch wide and five inches long. It doesn't give much light, because the door is thick. It's about four inches thick, and is made of oak and sheet-steel, bolted through. The slit runs this way," making a horizontal motion in the air, "and it is four inches above my eyes when I stand on tiptoe.
It's lucky I discovered that it was a queer one. The children poor dears! are so hungry that any one of them would have bolted it had I offered it to him." "Then you ate it yourself," Rusty Wren faltered. "Oh, no, I didn't," said his wife. "I dropped it upon the ground. And no doubt I'd have thrown it away, anyhow, no matter how it tasted." "Why?" he asked her. "I thought it was a pretty beetle."
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