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Since I can not employ you, I owe you every courtesy for having put you to this trouble. You will observe that I am not very presentable." The side door swung open. In the dimness of the half-disclosed apartment Average Jones saw a man huddled in a chair. He wore a black skull cap. So far as identification went he was safe. His whole face was grotesquely blotched and swollen.
The doors of the house stood open. I walked through room after room, and found no human being. At last, at the foot of the stairs in the back part of the house, I came upon all the servants huddled together in a cowering, weeping group. Flat on the floor, with his face to the wall, lay black Cæsar, the coachman. I put my hand on his shoulder. He jerked away impatiently.
"I don't know," said Howling Peter. "But it does one no harm to bestir one's self a bit for once!" After the heat of the battle they had all but forgotten the man originally attacked; he lay huddled up at the foot of a timber-stack and made no sound. They got him on his legs again, but had to hold him upright; he stood as limp as though asleep, and his eyes were staring stupidly.
Women lay swathed in veils and wraps, sometimes alone, sometimes huddled together, and sometimes guarded by the arms of their husbands husbands who themselves had given way and slept as heavily as if dosed with narcotics. But here and there is the typical American girl, full of nerve. She is worn out, too, but sleeps only fitfully, starting up at every sound and dropping uneasily off again.
I remember how his bilious, gloomy face, with its never-smiling eyes, kept appearing and disappearing as he slowly turned round, his stern expression never relaxing. He waltzed with a long step and a hop, while his wife pattered rapidly with her feet, and huddled up with her face close to his chest, as though she were in terror.
"Christophe!" he begged. Christophe did not hear him. "Christophe!" "Eh?" "Let's go home." "You're afraid?" said Christophe. He pushed on. Olivier followed him with a sad smile. A few rows in front of them, in the danger zone where the people were so huddled together as to form a solid barricade, he saw his friend the little hunchback perched on the roof of a newspaper kiosk.
We six occupied the two front rows, and our aristocratic seclusion was respected by the groups of shop-keepers who strayed in from time to time and huddled together on the back benches.
She liked to play that she was the little captain's Fairy Godmother, and that she could grant any wish that Madge might make. Phil, Madge and Tania sat down at Miss Jenny Ann's feet to hear more about "The Brave Little Tin Soldier." Tania huddled close to Madge, her black head resting against the older girl's curls, as she listened to the harrowing adventures that befell the Tin Soldier.
Then, of course, when she was gasping for breath and beginning to grow cold they sent for me, thirty miles away, and when I landed they told me it was all over, and I found them moaning, with a wild-eyed man huddled up in a corner hardly able to understand, and a lot of little ones crying for food."
Two sparrow-hawks sat huddled up over the door of the cave, out of which came the sharp odor of burning juniper-berries; this was intended to render the various emanations rising from the different strange substances, which were collected and preserved there, innocuous. As Paaker approached the cavern the old woman called out to some one within: "Is the wax cooking?"
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