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She shook hands with him and jumped into a cab. 'Oh, poor thing! she murmured. 'Poor thing! What can I do for him? She clenched, her hands when she thought of Margaret. It was monstrous that she should have caused such havoc in that good, strong man. 'Oh, I hope she'll suffer for it, she whispered vindictively. 'I hope she'll suffer all the agony that he has suffered.
"Tell her to go," she said threateningly. "Tell her she must. Order it. You know what I mean when I say she must go, and she needn't show her claws at me. I don't go into the cage without my whip. Tell her to go." He turned upon Fran, pushed to utter desperation. "No you shall go!" he said between clenched teeth. "Yes!" exclaimed Grace. It was a hiss of triumphant hate.
"Sir," said Barnabas, "whom do you mean?" "Mean? ha! ha! oh damme, hark to that, Dig! Dev'lish witty I call that oh c-cursed rich! Whom do I mean? Why," cried Barrymaine, starting up from the couch, "whom should I mean but Gaunt! Gaunt! Gaunt!" and he shook his clenched fists passionately in the air.
A swallow does not more lightly skim the air, than Marmion's steed flew along the drawbridge. The man drew rein when he had reached the train, turned, clenched his fists, shouted defiance, and shook his gauntlet at the towers where so lately he had been a guest. "To horse! to horse!" cried Douglas. "Let the chase be up." Then relenting, he smiled bitterly, saying, "He came a royal messenger.
"If you are jesting with me...." He left the sentence unfinished, but the clenching of a huge fist left no doubt as to his intention. "I am not jesting," Hilary assured him grimly. "I have been away from the Earth for five years. I've just returned." The great hand clenched tighter. "Now I know you are crazy, or Who are you?" he ended abruptly. "Hilary Grendon."
But the little hand within mine was clenched tight, and, the better to conduct my examination, I freed my fingers from her wrist so as to straighten out hers as I required them. When I attempted to do this, however, I was conscious of some resistance and then of the presence of a small packet concealed in the palm of her hand.
He said that possession was a great moment in life. All strong emotions concentrated there. Perhaps it was so. There was something divine in it; then she would submit, religiously, to the sacrifice. He should have her. And at the thought her whole body clenched itself involuntarily, hard, as if against something; but Life forced her through this gate of suffering, too, and she would submit.
He turned quickly from this strange old man with a remote sarcasm in his eyes and a remote affection in his tones. Peter clenched his jaws, his nostrils spread in his effort stoically to bottle up his grief and remorse, like a white man; in an effort to keep from howling his agony aloud, like a negro. He stood with aching throat and blurred eyes, trembling, swallowing, and silent.
Just as soon as the little fragments of meat became warm in my stomach up they came again, worse luck. I clenched my hands in frenzy, burst into tears from sheer helplessness, and gnawed away as one possessed. I cried, so that the bone got wet and dirty with my tears, vomited, cursed and groaned again, cried as if my heart would break, and vomited anew.
At his words from beyond that partly closed door, Barbara made her way blindly to her own room and, throwing herself face downward on her couch, strove with clenched hands and throbbing veins to keep her self control. She must not she must not let them know, she whispered to herself moaning in pain. She must go to them again in a moment and they must not know.
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