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'Philip, the girl you loved is married; and here's her portrait taken in her last blush; and the man who has her hasn't a share in that! Thus, throwing in the ghost of a sigh for sympathy, it seemed to Patrick that the intelligence would have to be communicated. Bang is better, thought he, for bad news than snapping fire and feinting, when you're bound half to kill a fellow, and a manly fellow.
Yet by riding abreast of the moving main we did resolve the uncertainty; heard the orders passed from man to man, and later saw a small feinting detachment split off to take the road for Beattie's, whilst the main body held on for Macgowan's; all this before we were discovered in the gloaming of the dawn by some of Tarleton's men.
Masten's science had served him well. He had been able, so far, to evade many of Randerson's heavy blows, but some of them had landed. They had hurt, too, and had taken some of the vigor out of their target, though Masten was still elusive as he circled, with feet that dragged a little, feinting and probing for openings through which he might drive his fists.
So well was this expedition carried out, that, after a good deal of feinting and manoeuvring, the captain was enabled to charge home once more, scattering the Indians like chaff, and this time pursuing them to their temporary camp, with the result that the Apaches, thoroughly cowed by the attacks of these horsemen, who fought altogether like one man, continued their flight, and the whole of the horses and cattle, with many Indian ponies as well, were taken and driven back in triumph to the corral by the rocks.
She was for the most part very inactive, totally mute, staring vacantly, often not even blinking, so that for a time the conjunctivæ were dry. She did not swallow, but held her saliva; did not react to pin pricks or feinting motions before her eyes. Sometimes she retained her urine, again wet and soiled the bed. Often there was marked catalepsy, and the retention of very awkward positions.
"And if I don't, you can fire me. That's fair. Come on." Vance had no show whatever, as Del well knew, who played with him, feinting, attacking, retreating, dazzling, and disappearing every now and again out of his field of vision in a most exasperating way.
Then the fox started across the steel-gray glair, picking his steps that he might have a firm foothold. A few seconds later the mink once more delivered his thrust. Feinting towards the enemy's right, he swerved with that snake-like celerity of his, and bit deep into the tender upper edge of the fox's thigh, where it plays over the groin. It was a cunning and deadly stroke.
The tyrant of the air raises the partridge or the quail by feinting a swoop, and, as it hurries away screaming aloud, follows it leisurely at a certain distance. Finally, when the quarry reaches the place intended at least, the design so appears the falcon stoops and ends the chase.
"You mean to resist?" "Ah, have you grasped that fact, at last?" The sergeant rushed upon him and crossed swords. His first lunge was put aside easily, and he was forced to break ground. "Hullo! So you can really fence!" he panted, feinting and aiming a furious thrust at Tristram's throat.
"Oh, I don't do any striking with my face," retorted Dave dryly. "I do all my killing with my hands." "Stop that one," urged Henley, feinting cleverly with his left, then following it up with a right hand crusher. Dave stopped both blows neatly enough, then sidestepped and passed over a fist that grazed Mr. Henley's face. "I just wanted to find out where your face is," mocked Darrin.
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