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The women crocheted and wondered what the next house doctor would be like, and the men gambled at the slot-machines and played billiards and grumbled at the food and the management, and when they weren't drinking spring water they were in the bar washing away the taste of it. They took twenty minutes on the verandas every day for exercise and kept the house temperature at eighty.

Fulton's safe this minute, most likely, and we mustn't let them get away." "Well, what in thunder's Fulton got in a safe that any robber would want?" grumbled Mr. Ring, but stepping briskly along nevertheless. "Two men, you say? Guess Bignold and I can handle them. I've got my old horse-pistol if it doesn't blow out backwards." They had reached the house, and Tod went in to telephone, while Mr.

"Oh yes in the end certainly. Do not let us quarrel about the means, Maestro Marzio. I must do another leaf before dinner." "I will get in another cherub's nose," said his master, preparing to relight his pipe for a whiff before going to work again. "Body of a dog, these priests!" he grumbled, as he attacked the next angel on the ewer with matchless dexterity and steadiness.

I do so want to do the right thing all round, and then they can't say I've kept the children away from their father's relations." "Scotch people always think such a lot about relations," Meg grumbled. "I should leave them to stew in their own juice. Why should you bother about them if he doesn't?" "They're all quite respectable, decent folk, you know, though they mayn't be our kind.

Michael Quarrington's got too much good red blood in his veins to live the life of a hermit. He's a man, thank goodness, not a mystical dreamer like Hugh Vallincourt. And he'll come back to his mate as surely as the sun will rise to-morrow." "I wish I felt as confident as you do." "I wish I could make sure of putting my hand on Magda when he comes," grumbled Lady Arabella.

Weldon grumbled low into Carew's ear, as the minutes dragged themselves along, broken only by indeterminate volleys. "I have exactly five rounds left," he said at length. "I believe in obedience, Carew; but, when I get this used up, by jingo, I'll pitch into those fellows on my own account." "Keep cool," Carew advised him temperately.

They seemed to make no progress with the reef. Mr. Mellaire was with them, having direct supervision of the job, while Mr. Pike, on the poop, growled and grumbled and spat endless blasphemies into the flying air. "What's the matter?" I asked. "Two watches on a single yardarm and unable to put a reef in a handkerchief like that!" he snorted. "What'll it be if we're off here a month?" "A month!"

But while János was occupied in listening to voices from a better land, Máté was getting tired of waiting, and muttering something to himself about not getting even a "thank you" for his trouble, he prepared to start. "Well, if that's the way they do things in these parts, I'll be off," he grumbled, and cracking his whip he added, "Good-by, your reverence. Gee-up, Sármány!"

"What a take in!" grumbled Mercer, as we looked round the neat, clean bedroom, and realised that we had only been locked up in the other place while the maids came to make the beds. "I was all screwed up tight, and would have taken my caning without so much as a squeak. Couldn't you?" "I don't know," I said, "but I felt ready to go on with it, and now I suppose we shall have to wait."

In autumn they fell these along the banks, generally so that they will fall into the water, tug and push them down-stream, and float them near to their lodges. If the trees are too big to be easily handled, they saw them into convenient lengths." "I call it tough luck, not being able to get a sight of the animals, after seeing so much of their works," grumbled Royal.