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I'll be back in a week!" "Yes; don't these little bullets make neat little holes?" "We certainly gave them a surprise when they came up the hill! I wonder if we missed the fellow that jumped into the shell crater!" "Our company got it worst!" "Not any worse than ours, I'll wager!" "Oh oh can't you go easier? Oh-h-h " the groan ending in a clenching of the teeth. "Hello, Jake!
Landale, clenching his hand nervously round his fine cambric handkerchief, "there must be something of importance in the wind to have altered your bearing towards me to this extent. I have no wish to interfere. I came back and gave up good company for the reason I have stated.
"By all means," said I, "sit down, like a sensible fellow, and tell me for whom you mistake me." "Sir, with all the pleasure in life!" said he, clenching his fists, and I saw his nostrils dilate suddenly. "I take you for the greatest rogue, the most gentlemanly rascal but one, in all England!" "Yes," said I, "and my name?" "Sir Maurice Vibart!" "Sir Maurice Vibart?"
"If only," Rustem cried at length, clenching his powerful fist, "If only I could they should see. . . ." and the child looked up with shrewd, imploring eyes, exclaiming eagerly: "But you could, Rustem, you could!" "I?" asked Rustem in surprise, and he shook his head doubtfully. "Yes, you, Rustem; you of all men.
De Montaigne approached his brother-in-law, "I have brought you some poems just published at Milan, my dear Castruccio, they will please you." "Give me my liberty!" cried Cesarini, clenching his hands. "Why am I to be detained here? Why are my nights to be broken by the groans of maniacs, and my days devoured in a solitude that loathes the aspect of things around me? Am I mad? You know I am not!
She had not succeeded in frightening Fan into submission, and she had not dared to invent lies about her; and unable to use her only weapon, she felt herself for the time powerless. On the other hand, it was evident that Fan had made no complaints. "I'd like to catch the little beggar daring to tell tales of me!" she exclaimed, clenching her vindictive little fists in a fury.
There she stood gazing on the dead body of her father, evidently torn by the pangs of agony and remorse, her hands clenching and opening by turns, her wild and unwinking eyes riveted upon those moveless features, which his love for her had so often lit up with happiness and pride. Her mother, who was alarmed, shocked, stunned, gazed upon her, but could not speak.
Kerry pulled the curtain aside, mounted the stair, walked along the passage and out through the swing door into the yellow gloom of the Causeway. Ten slow steps he had taken when he detected a sound of pursuit. Like a flash he turned, clenching his fists. Then: "Inspector!" whispered a husky voice. "Yes! Who are you? What do you want?" A dim form loomed up through the fog.
They had been trying to give her some medicine, and each time she had refused it, moving her head back and side-wise, and clenching her teeth against the spoon. Over and over the stimulant was urged and forced upon her; when suddenly her eyes flashed open and she looked at them with the old power that had made people obey her all her life.
Warrender, in the act of going forward to the pair who stood before her awaiting her judgment, turned with a thrill of anxious terror. "Oh, hush, hush!" she cried, putting herself before the boy. Theo, too, had turned round with a suppressed but passionate exclamation, clenching his hands. "Mother, I can think of nothing till that imp is out of the way." "He shall go, Theo.
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