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There, by Heavens, she's done it!" The car had swerved at the corner, but not quite quickly enough. There was a snort of the horn, a scream that gritted on the ear like the clamor of tortured metals, and a huddle of black and white was flung almost at Hal's feet. Equally quick with him, a middle-aged man, evidently of the prosperous working-classes, helped him to pick the woman up.
Astro watched him get up slowly, wearily, his space-cloth covering remaining on the ground, and then, with gritted teeth, try once more to pick Roger's legs up. Astro put out his hand and touched Tom on the shoulder. His voice was low, hardly above a whisper. "You lead the way, Tom. I'll carry him." Tom looked up at the big Venusian.
"Don't repeat what you've just said," the latter gritted between his teeth, whirling on Maudlin. Bates shot out of his chair at this command. "My tongue's my own," he roared, "and Jinnie'll be glad to marry me before " Theodore's big fist swept out, striking the man full in the face, and Maudlin dropped like an ox hit with an axe, but he was on his feet in another minute.
At about eleven o'clock Arthur Daleman, Jr., emerged from the hallway of the second story, paused a few moments and crept toward Foresta's room. "Yes, its true," muttered the Negro, between gritted teeth, the look of a savage overspreading his face. He clambered over the fence saying, "Wait a few minutes, happy couple."
"Curse him!" he gritted vengefully, transferring his thought from Caleb Gordon to Caleb Gordon's son. "I hope he'll die!" The elder man paused in his walk. "Why, Vincent, my son! What has come over you? It is merely a matter of business, and we mustn't be vindictive." "Business be damned!" snarled the younger man. "Can't you see? She has promised to marry me and she loves him.
The summer was very hot with a little wind that blew the sand everywhere. Strange how that sand succeeded in penetrating into the very depth of the town. The sand lay upon the pavement of the High Street so that your feet gritted as you walked. The woods and houses lay for nearly two months beneath a blazing sun. There was scarcely any rain.
"Speak out, and quickly." 'Twas the lawyer who obeyed, and now he was the trapped rat to snap blindly in despair. "You will hang higher than Haman when the dragoons find you," he gritted out. "On your information?" "On mine and Mr. Stair's." "Ye lie!" shrieked the miser. "I tell't ye to keep hands off, ye bletherin' little deevil, ye!" "Never mind," said I; "what's done is done.
His eyes turned with smoldering fire to the stumpy figure on the tip of Point Old. "I'll pay it all back yet," he gritted. "Betty or no Betty, I'll make him wish he'd kept his hands off the MacRaes."
"Thought you was a milishy man, I tell you, from the careless way you hollered one of Brockman's devils come back a-snoopin', and I didn't crave trouble, but when I saw the Lord appeared to reely want me to cope with the powers of darkness, why, I jest gritted into you for the consolation of Israel. You'd 'a' got your come-uppance, too, if you'd 'a' been a mobber.
Dickie relinquished the steering-wheel with reluctance. "We ought to be putting to sea," she observed as a sudden gust of wind and rain assailed them. "This is a bad place to be caught napping." Gregory's eyes glowed with the lust of battle. "No," he gritted. "We're going to stay and fight. Mascola's not going to win on a fluke if it costs me every boat I have."
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