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A soldier's horse was standing tied at the gate, with a sword hung from the saddle. The owner, in full uniform, was sitting on the porch. "I can't go any furder," whispered their friend; "but that's him that's 'Gen'l Lee' the triflin' scoundrel! loafin' 'roun' here 'sted o' goin' in the army! I b'lieve y' all is 'fraid to take him," eyeing the boys suspiciously.
We came up with her hand-over-hand, and we were soon sufficiently near to exchange signals, when we made out that she was the United States brig-of-war the Grampus, in chase of a suspicious-looking craft to the southward. Exchanging a few courteous expressions with the American captain, who stood on the weather side of the poop eyeing us with a look of envy, we passed rapidly by him.
He was cold and distant. "Well, G.G. Simmons." "Sir, yes, sir." "What do you mean sir, yes, sir? Dashed silly thing to say. So you've won the Scripture-knowledge prize, have you?" "Sir, yes, sir." "Yes," said Gussie, "you look just the sort of little tick who would. And yet," he said, pausing and eyeing the child keenly, "how are we to know that this has all been open and above board?
A clear, childish voice behind his back uttered quietly: "Not here." Ostrov looked on both sides timidly, half stealthily, bending his head low and letting it sink between his shoulders. Quite close by a pale, blue-eyed boy dressed in white was standing and eyeing him with intent scrutiny. "They won't hear you here. Every one has left," he said. "Where is one to ring?" Ostrov asked harshly.
You git along," he ordered, fixing his scowling eyes on Mary. "This little girl is going to stay with us. It is you that had better move on. If you aren't out of sight within the next three minutes I'll have you arrested for annoying us, and it won't be wise for you to come back again either." Kathleen's face, as she stood calmly eyeing her disagreeable adversary, was like a study in stone.
Begotten by the Sun himself, he was tall in stature like a golden palm tree, and, endued with the vigour of youth, he was capable of slaying a lion. Handsome in features, he was possessed of countless accomplishments. The mighty-armed warrior, eyeing all around the arena, bowed indifferently to Drona and Kripa.
I wakened early, rang a bell connecting my rooms with the chauffeur's end of the garage as a warning to the Flynns to prepare breakfast, and was dressed when the Irishman came in with the tray. In the absence of a morning paper I clung to him for company. "I trust you will not be leaving, sorr," he remarked, eyeing my half-packed trunk. "Very soon, Flynn."
Did you know him?" Oliver was eyeing him darkly, a little pale. "Yes; I knew him," he said quietly. "At least, I think so." "He was at Westminster until a month or two ago." "Yes, yes," said Oliver, still looking at him. "And you knew him, Mr. Francis?" "I knew him yes." "Ah! well, I should like to have a talk some day about him." He broke off. It yet wanted a minute to his time.
How soon does the next one come along?" "About two minutes," said Jake. He was eyeing her clothes, and evidently suspected nothing after that scrutiny. "That's good! I was afraid I'd miss that car. Oh, you're not going, are you? That's your bicycle, isn't it?" "Naw, I'm not goin' got to stay here. Say, why don't you wait here and talk to a feller?" "I might," smiled Dolly.
Having set down the candle, the highwayman drew a dingy blanket before the cave mouth and turned to scowl at me, eyeing my shrinking person over from dripping hat to sodden boots; and well might I shrink, for surely few waking eyes have beheld such a wild and terrifying vision as he presented, his battered face, his garments mired and torn, his hands hidden in the pockets of his riding-coat.
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