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Then I looked about me for help. The pack-trains clattered along the road and through them wounded men were threading their way, painfully hobbling to the field-hospital, miles away. Of ambulances there were none.
The woman smiled tremulously, and the fear left her eyes. "Yes, sir," she said. "All the friends of her Grace are Catholics, I think." He nodded to her again genially. Then, turning, he went to meet the apothecary, who was now not thirty yards away. It was a pathetic old figure that was hobbling towards him.
Lady Cynthia strolled across with him to the postern-gate and stood by his side after he had opened it. Several of the animals, grazing in different parts of the park, pricked up their ears at the sound. An old mare came hobbling towards him; a flea-bitten grey came trotting down the field, his head in the air, neighing loudly.
To be sure, here is Prince Kulmametov hobbling along the boulevard; and his friend, Serge Varaksin, waves his hand to him, shouting: "Ivan Stepanitch, allons souper, make haste, zhay angazha Rigol-bouche itself!"
His hardy spirit was unbroken. And so they resumed the march, the suffering buccaneer hobbling with the musket as a staff or with a strong arm supporting him. Halts were frequent and progress very slow. Now and then they had glimpses of the blue sea and so knew that they held the course true.
Patsy came in last, hobbling actively on her crutches, although the leg was now nearly recovered, and seated herself somewhat in the rear of the apartment.
When they reached the spot the lion was hobbling off with a broken leg, and one of them shot it with his arrow, and when they made ready to skin the sheep, they saw to their astonishment that it was not a sheep, but a man wearing the skin and horns of a sheep. He had been hunting, and his bow and arrows were wrapped in the skin close to his breast. The fall had killed him.
"She was old, and she was lonely, and she was ill. I'm glad, not sorry," she had declared to the scandalised Lavender. "I'm glad she'll never come hobbling downstairs again, and sit all the long, long day in one chair, waiting for it to end. I'm glad she's forgotten all about her back, and her feet, and her head, and her joints, and all the thousand parts that ached, and could not rest.
"You see what it means to have a nice little girl like me to wait on you. You'd have taken an hour hobbling round all by yourself. Now what will you do?" "What shall I do?" said Mrs. Church. "Look round, Susan Hopkins, and ask me what I am to do! How many of those forty can be squeezed into this room?" "Let me think," said Susy.
Tom Smith ran, and ran, and shouted to the pony to stop; but his foot went into a drain, and down he came. He jumped up, though he had hurt his leg, and ran on. The pony was close to the pond, which was full of weeds. He was ten yards still behind. "Stop! stop!" cried Tom. "Oh stop, stop! mercy! mercy! mercy!" shrieked old Sam, who was hobbling on as fast as his sticks would let him move.
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