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"When, in the course of your career, you have occasion to deal with matters relating to spies and spying, leave us to deal with them, that is what we are here for!... As for you, content yourself with ordinary police work, that is your business, and, if it gives you pleasure, continue your hunt for Fantômas, that will give you all the occupation you require!... Yes," continued the colonel, while Juve was clenching his fists with exasperation at this irony which was like so many flicks of a whip on his face, "Yes, leave these serious affairs to us and occupy yourself with Fantômas!"
Then he struck her on the mouth!" "The brute!" Ashe involuntarily cried, clenching his bruised fists. "Then he caught me by the waist, and I screamed; and in another minute I heard you at the door." "But it was the woman that called the police." "Yes; and when she did that I was fearfully frightened.
Andrey Yefimitch lay on the sofa, with his face to the back, and clenching his teeth, listened to his friend, who assured him with heat that sooner or later France would certainly thrash Germany, that there were a great many scoundrels in Moscow, and that it was impossible to judge of a horse's quality by its outward appearance.
"And that YOUNG feller," said the boy in the same mimicking tone, "is another president of the sophomore class and the captain of the football team." Lightning-like and belligerent, Jason sprang to his feet. "Air you pokin' fun at ME?" he asked thickly and clenching his fists. Genuinely amazed, the other lad stared at him a moment, smiled, and held out his hand.
While he was thus employed, Dick, who was looking towards the Isle of Wight, exclaimed, "See, Ben, see, what a fine ship yonder is, just come in at the Needles!" The fisherman, clenching the nail he had just driven in, turned his eyes in the direction to which Dick pointed. "She's only a frigate, though a good big one," he remarked. "She's not long since been in action, too, with the enemy.
She stood by Adone's side, knitting her brows under her auburn curling locks, clenching her hands. "Is there one who does this evil most of all?" she said at length. "One we could reach?" "You are a brave child, Nerina!" said Adone, and his words made her proud. "I fear there is a crowd. Such men are like locusts; they come in swarms. But the first man who touches the water "
Setting her teeth and clenching her hands, as if some memory stung her, she went on through the twilight, to find Sir John waiting to give her a hearty welcome. "You look tired, my dear. Never mind the reading tonight; rest yourself, and let the book go," he said kindly, observing her worn look. "Thank you, sir. I am tired, but I'd rather read, else the book will not be finished before I go."
Fisticuffs would get into the papers, and it's my opinion that's just what this man McQuade wants. He could swear to a thousand lies, if the matter became public. But oh!" clenching her hands fiercely, "I'd give a year of my life to see John thresh him. But you say nothing; let us wait and see." Wise Patty! At that very moment McQuade sat swinging in his swivel-chair.
But struggling, without moving, as a dreamer wrestles with the nightmare, he presently sprang bolt upright his eyes wide and wild the sweat oozing upon his ghastly forehead his whole frame weak and quivering. With the same suddenness he turned defiantly, clenching his fists, in act to spring. There was nothing there.
Clenching his hands convulsively, he silently, and with all his strength, combated the awful horror of himself that grew up spectrally within him, the dreadful, distracting uncertainty of his own identity that again confused his brain and paralyzed his reason.
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