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Three towers, another stretch of open pavement, and then the mist lifted to show them a second carved doorway not two hundred yards ahead. The boom-boom seemed to pull Kaydessa, and Travis could do nothing but trail her, the coyotes now trotting beside him. They burst through a last wide band of mist into a wilderness of tall grass and shrubs.
A vast stretch of lonely forest, in the white coverlet of winter, through which sounded now and then the boom-boom of a bursting tree A few score men upon a desolate northern track, silent, desperate, courageous; a forlorn hope on the edge of the Arctic circle, with the joy of conquest in their bones, and at their thighs the swords of men.
"Why, we " He pictured a splendid overflowing of these hills by the sea of men in blue. During the period of this conversation Dan's glance searched the merry throng about the dancer. Above the babble of voices in the street a far-away thunder could sometimes be heard evidently from the very edge of the horizon the boom-boom of restless guns.
So the great, smooth, arching lift of granite rocks at our bungalow's shore, where the giant catfish sang, was ever afterward Boom-boom Point. And now I sat close by on the sand and strove to think anew of my butterflies, for they were the reason of my being there that brilliant October afternoon.
All they needed was a brother who walked in the sunlight and showed the way. A savage dance, a drama of the sea, of danger and feasting; the rape of the lettuce. Drums were beating all the morning, thrilling the valley and mountain-sides with their barbaric boom-boom. The savage beat of them quickened the blood, stirring memories older than mankind, waking wild and primitive instincts.
"Why, we " He pictured a splendid overflowing of these hills by the sea of men in blue. During the period of this conversation Dan's glance searched the merry throng about the dancer. Above the babble of voices in the street a far-away thunder could sometimes be heard evidently from the very edge of the horizon the boom-boom of restless guns.
A howl from the mutineers told that they were seen; a volley from the British infantry announced that they were yet in time; and "boom-boom!" went both guns together. The grapeshot whined and shrieked, and the ranks of the sepoys wilted, mown down as though a scythe had swept them.
We arranged that he was to send his wife and his wife's brother to help me. This settled, the one last embarrassment left to deal with, was the embarrassment of Mr. Finch. Now that we were free from all fear of encountering bad characters in the house, the boom-boom of the little man's big voice went on unintermittingly, like a machine at work in the neighborhood.
"Vhen I sees you mit dose tumblers, I gives some big bang-bang, boom-boom, hey?" "I hope you will," responded Andy with a cheery laugh. He followed Billy Blow. The latter finally found the wagon he was after. He bundled its contents about and got a small wooden box and a big wicker trunk to one side. "Wish you'd mind these till I see if I can't make quick sleeping quarters," Blow said to Andy.
Seeking the lifting thread of magical romance again, Frank Nelsen looked up at the ribbed canvas top of the truck. "Covered wagon," he said. "Sure Indians boom-boom," Two-and-Two chuckled, brightening. "Wild West... Yeah wild that's a word I kind of like." Up ahead, in the other truck, Ramos and Charlie Reynolds had begun to sing a funny and considerably ribald song.
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