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One channel but opened on another. Even the limestone ridges had vanished far to rear, and the stillness of night fell with such a flood of sunset light as Turner never dreamed in his wildest color intoxications. There would be the wedge-shaped line of the wild geese against a flaming sky a far honk then stillness.
"I'm sorry to tell you Daren Lane has lost his standing in Middleville." The hum and the honk of a motor-car sounded in the street. "Poor Daren! What's he done?... Any old day he'll care!" Mrs. Maynard was looking out of the window. "Here comes a crowd of girls.... Helen Wrapp has a new suit. Well, I'll go down. And after they leave I want a serious talk with you."
There was another reason. I did not give it. I would not give it. We heard the spring wind following the river channel and a far faint call that I knew so well the triangular wild flock in the upper air, flying north. "Honk! honk!" It was the jubilant cry of freedom!
Bobbsey said, as she waved good-by to her twins while they clambered up into the truck. "We will!" they answered. "Good-by, Mother! Good-by!" "Good-by, children!" "Honk! Honk!" tooted the auto horn. "All aboard!" called Nellie Parks. "All aboard!" "I want to sit on the end!" declared Freddie, struggling to get in this position. "You might fall out going up hill," said Bert.
Rafe obligingly emptied one of his revolvers into the air. From a distance came the honk of an automobile horn, as though in answer to the signal shots. Soon the noise of an automobile engine became more distinct. Finally the body of a large car loomed up in the darkness. A few shouts brought the car to the spot. "This you, Mr. Reade?" called the joy voice of Superintendent Hawkins.
She can see his carriage now. Held up for a moment by the crowd, it has broken through, and is rolling quickly towards Ostrander Lane. But the mob is following, and she is yet far behind. Shouting to the chauffeur to hasten, the insistent honk! honk! of the cab adds its raucous note to the turmoil.
At ten o'clock the next morning Philip Harris's big touring car drew up in front of the striped awning; it gave a little plaintive honk and stood still. Achilles came to the door with swift look. He turned back to the shop. "I go," he said to Alcibiades, and stepped across the pavement, and was off.
Honk, honk, went the horn of the automobile; but the happiest heart of them all was the little waif who had been, until now, so lonely, so cold, so hungry, so neglected. They were the happiest moments in her whole life. Her time began from that day. But that is many years ago.
Here the battery of rifles and guns is carefully arranged, and I proceed to wipe my heated brow and settle down to the calm enjoyment of the honk.
I was surprised at seeing him because he had told me that he and his wife were going to Monterey Centre; but there he was, laboring with his text, speaking in a halting manner, and once in a while bogging down in a dead stop out of which he could not pull himself without giving a sort of honk like a wild goose. It was his way.
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