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"I could show it you in a minute, only the chalk's a little blunt." "Take care!" Sylvie anxiously exclaimed, as he began, rather clumsily, to point it. "You'll cut your finger off, if you hold the knife so!" "If oo cuts it off, will oo give it to me, please? Bruno thoughtfully added.
Brutaugh keeps pointing at the foul line you can see from here the chalk's been wiped away he's insisting the runner slid out of the base path. Frascoli's walking away, but Danny's going right aft ..." The controller turned the volume down again. The lights on the deAngelis board kept flickering, but by 3:37 all but two had gone out, one by one.
Chalk, with one horrified glance in the direction of Captain Bowers, sank back in his chair and held his breath. "Captain Brisket," said the maid, opening the door. The captain came in with a light, bustling step, and, having shaken Mr. Chalk's hand with great fervour and acknowledged the presence of Captain Bowers and Mrs.
Chalk, after commenting upon the inability of the late Mr. Bowling to hear the tempest's howling, indulged in idle speculations as to what he would have thought of Mr. Chalk's. Tredgold and Stobell bought papers on the station, but Mr. Chalk was in too exalted a mood for reading.
"But there's a mystery; you can't deny that," said the captain. Mr. Chalk cleared his throat. "It's a secret," he said, slowly. "From me?" inquired the captain, in reproachful accents. "It isn't my secret," said Mr. Chalk. "So far as I'm concerned I'd tell you with pleasure." The captain slowly withdrew his arm from Mr. Chalk's, and moving to the side leaned over it with his shoulders hunched.
Chalk's pulse beat faster as his gaze wandered impartially from a stately barque in all the pride of fresh paint to dingy, sea-worn ketches and tiny yachts. Uncertain how to commence operations, they walked thoughtfully up and down the quay. If any of the craft were for sale there was nothing to announce the fact, and the various suggestions which Mr.
"MY DEAR READY, In reply to yours of 23rd I will certainly gladly corroborate the incident regarding Chalk's death. I do not remember exactly the details as you put them to me now, though I have not the least doubt they were the true features of the case.
Miss Vickers, ignoring the remarks of one or two fathers of families who were volunteering information as to what they would do if she were their daughter, watched him out of sight and resumed her walk. She turned once or twice as though to make sure that she was not observed, and then, making her way in the direction of Mr. Chalk's house, approached it cautiously from the back. Mr.
As I could not use the wherry, I went home feeling in much better spirits than before about our prospects. I was able even to cheer up Mary and Nancy. I told them that, by Lawyer Chalk's advice, we were not to quit the house, and that he would manage everything. No one appeared during the day.
Duckett, a prey to nervousness, suggested the wisdom of disappearing while they had the opportunity. "Disappear and starve, I suppose?" grunted the scornful Brisket. "What about my certificate? and yours, too? I tell you it's our only chance." He walked up the path to Mr. Chalk's house with a swagger which the mate endeavoured in vain to imitate. Mr.
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