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Hurry up and get us oot," and again the rickety, rackety noise of the boring machine began and drowned all other noises.
Toyatte's grand countenance glowed like a sun-filled glacier, as he joyfully and teasingly remarked that "the big Sum Dum ice-mountain had hidden his face from me and refused to let me pay him a visit." All the crew worked hard boring a way down the west side of the fiord, and early in the afternoon we reached comparatively open water near the mouth of the bay.
Richard filled his own glass and motioned the men to withdraw. "Prefer your own wine?" he remarked. "Well, now, that's too bad. Hope I'm not boring you?" No one spoke or moved. Richard settled himself a little more comfortably upon the table. "I can't tell you all," he proceeded, "how interested I have been, listening up there.
A. It is not only in the boring of the cylinder that it is necessary to be careful that there is no change of figure, for it will be impossible to face the valves truly in the case of large cylinders, unless the cylinder be placed on end, or internal props be introduced to prevent the collapse due to the cylinder's weight.
For threats can sometimes gain a request which soft-dealing cannot compass. Hadding was conquered by this man in an affair by land; but in the midst of his flight he came on his enemy's fleet, and made it unseaworthy by boring the sides; then he got a skiff and steered it out to sea.
S is the steam connection, and E the exhaust; there are two distinct sets of valves, the steam s, s', and the exhaust e, e', operated independently of each other. In their construction the valves may be considered cylindrical plugs, of which portions near the ports are cut away to admit the steam and reduce the bearing surface; the valves are fitted on the lathe and the seats by boring.
To do this or that, yes; but just to think! That seems to be a lamentable and most boring kind of futility, as most folk see it. It has for many years figured as the most desirable thing in life to me. Looking back upon my married life, I believe I may say with truth that for two years I did not relax in my sincere efforts to make it a success.
It was a long ride to the Variety Theatre, and, the weather being sloppy, there was not even standing-room in the car, every foot of which, as it plunged and heaved ship-like through the watery night, was a suffocating jam of human beings, wedged on the seats, or clinging tightly to the overhead straps, or swarming like stuck flies on the fore and hind platforms, the squeeze and smell intensified by the shovings and writhings of damp passengers getting in and out, or by the desperate wriggling of the poor patient collector of fares boring his way through the very thick of the soldered mass.
You must be tired and instead of boring yourself by listening to my uninteresting gossip, it would be better, methinks, if we both went to bed." "I shouldn't mind lying down at all, but alas! I have an appointment here with some one." "May I ask with whom?" "I have written the baron a letter and I await a reply." "He will not send one: he is too much taken up with his pleasures just now."
What was the good of playing? Who would hear her? Since she could never, in a velvet gown with short sleeves, striking with her light fingers the ivory keys of an Erard at a concert, feel the murmur of ecstasy envelop her like a breeze, it was not worth while boring herself with practicing. Her drawing cardboard and her embroidery she left in the cupboard. What was the good? What was the good?
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