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"He ought to be whipped!" hissed Mercy, in her most unmerciful tone. "I'd like to whip him, till all the dust flew out of his Dusty Miller clothes so I would!" "Sh!" commanded Ruth, recovering her self-command again and fighting back the tears. "Just as Aunt Alvirah observes, he doesn't mean half of what he says." "It hurts just the same you said it yourself," declared the lame girl, with a snap.
I did not reach my own camp at Gaines's Farm, till late in the day. The firing had almost entirely ceased, but occasional discharges still broke the repose of evening, and at night signal rockets hissed and showered in every direction.
A dollar. Yes, you did, for delivering a note given you by Captain Jack Maitland," hissed Vic, gripping his arm. "Huh-huh," said Sam. "Look out, Mister, that's me." "Villain!" cried Vic. "Boy, I mean. Now, Sam, did you deliver that note?" "Of course I did. Didn't Captain Jack give me a dollar for it? I didn't want his dollar."
Once I started to address him, but was met with "Not a word!" hissed at me in his best style from between clenched teeth. I decided at last that Billy was playing a game of his own. For Billy Durgin, though sixteen years old, had happy access to our world of fine fabling; and to this I knew he resorted at those times when his duties as porter at the City Hotel palled upon his romantic spirit.
She hesitated, looking for some way of escape: if she passed them she would see something she always saw something that would send the red blood whirling madly. "Here, you! loafing again, damn you!" She saw the black whip writhe and curl across the shoulders of the plough-boy. The boy crouched and snarled, and again the whip hissed and cracked. Zora stood rigid and gray.
"I told you you'd fetch up in it if you tried to go alone. Been tryin' to tell you you was off the track, but you wouldn't listen to me." And she would not listen to him now. Turning, she splashed past him. "Hold on," he whispered, seizing her arm. "That ain't the way." She shook herself from his grasp. "WILL you let me be, and mind your own business?" she hissed. "No, I won't.
There were footsteps in the corridor outside; they came closer, stopped by the door. "Quick," Johnny hissed, "back inside!" There was no time to look for other concealment. Tom leaped across the room, jumped up into the shaft again, and Greg slammed the grate up into place just as the hatchway door swung open. Merrill Tawney walked into the room, with two burly guards behind him.
The wash-copper of red bricks was very red, the mangle with its put-up board was white-scrubbed, the American oil-cloth on the table had a gay pattern, there was a warm fire, the water in the boiler hissed faintly.
The bullets hissed and spat across the open and hailed upon the opposite parapet. Scores, hundreds of men fell before they could clear the entanglements to form up in the open, dropped as they climbed the parapet, or even as they stood up and raised a head above it. But the mass poured out, shook itself roughly into line, and began to run across the open.
No, she wouldn't stop, not even a quarter of an hour longer, hissed the woman like a serpent that has been trodden on. "Tell the carriage to come round," she said to the waiter in a curt, shrill voice. If you don't want to go, you can stop. I'm going." Mr. Tiralla looked very discomfited; but then he grew angry. What, to be so horrid to him before all those people? A wife had to obey.
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