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One Eye had walked us to the end of the passage, and we had come up against a blind wall. I whispered the news to Holman, and he swore softly. Maru's fingers tightened on the collar of the prisoner till his breath came in short gasps. Kaipi moved around to the side of the prisoner, but I pushed him roughly back. The Fijian's desire to use his knife on all occasions was somewhat irritating.
Slower and slower Robin's came with small deep gasps and chokings between and when an uninfantile druglike sleep came, the bitter, hopeless, beaten little sobs went on. But Feather's head was still burrowed under the soft protection of the pillow.
"Gone!" gasps Brown, struggling to free himself from Jones and leap after her, but the grasp of Jones is too much for him. "Hold on, sir? she's all right, sir, bless you; they'll have her on board in a minute." "I've got bags, boxes, bucketfuls of gold in the hold," roars Brown. "Only save her, and it's all yours!"
You will no longer glory in your strength, for now I will break your back to you." LeNoir tried to speak, but his voice came in horrible gurgles. His face was a ghastly greenish hue, lined with purple and swollen veins, his eyes were standing out of his head, and his breath sobbing in raucous gasps. Slowly the head went back.
Is monsieur your brother?" said D'Artagnan, not in the slightest degree embarrassed in the role he was playing. And without waiting for her reply he threw himself into the arms of the Helvetian, who received him with great coldness. "Who is that man?" he asked. The hostess replied only by gasps. "Who is that Swiss?" asked D'Artagnan.
When I entered his shop the next morning, I found him with his coat off, cutting capers, a wooden platter in his hand for a tambourine, and the sweat pouring down his face. "I am a couple of stone or so too heavy for the boleros," gasps he, coming to a stand, "but I doubt not, by the time we land at Alicante, there'll not be an ounce too much of me."
"There they are, thank goodness!" says Vee, shuttin' off the engine and lettin' the boat drift in towards 'em slow. "Hello, there!" I calls out. "That you, Torchy?" asks Old Hickory, anxious. "Yep!" says I. "Me and Vee." "Bully for you youngsters!" says he. "I might have known it would be you two who would find us." "Verona, I am astonished," gasps Auntie. "Yes, I thought you would be," says Vee.
A great, raw-boned fellow from some mountain clearing jerked at the lacing of his shoes and in a moment was marching barefoot, the offending leather swinging from his arm. To right and left he found imitators. A corpulent man, a merchant used to a big chair set in the shady front of a village store, suffered greatly, pale about the lips, and with his breath coming in wheezing gasps.
The poor lady choked in her coffee, and between her gasps whispered irefully behind her napkin, "For Heaven's sake, Dora, put away that mess! The Ellenboroughs are directly opposite, watching everything you do. Eat that omelet, or anything respectable, unless you want me to die of mortification."
At a late hour we knocked off and sought the library's easy-chairs. After a while Stodger asked me for the cipher. When I dropped off to sleep he was industriously digging away at it, with many gasps and inarticulate exclamations.
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