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For a time neither broke the silence. "I did not know I did not know," she whispered presently. "And I must tell you," I said brokenly, "that I that I " "Hush-sh-sh!" she whispered, her hand over my lips. "Say no more! say no more! If it is true, go go quickly, I beg of you!"

The sand was so light and dry that it seemed to be on the move all about them. There was a stealthy sound to the whispering particles, too, as though they breathed. "Hush. Hush-sh-sh!" The old man was made nervous by it. He began to glance back over his shoulder at the faintly objecting mare.

"What answer did you make to the man?" "What answer! why I just put my thumb this way over my shoulder. No, Mr. Mason, if I can't carry on without bribery and corruption, I won't carry on at all. He'd called at the wrong house with that dodge, and so he soon found." "And you think he was an emissary from Messrs. Round and Crook?" "Hush-sh-sh. For heaven's sake, Mr. Mason, do be a little lower.

Anthony asked, with languor, lounging in. "Hush-sh-sh!" said Adrian, intent upon his manuscript, waving an admonitory hand. "It's time to dress," said Anthony. He lighted a cigarette. Adrian strummed through his phrase again, brows knitted, looking intensely judicial. Then he swung round on his piano-stool. "Hey? What did you say?" he questioned, his blue eyes vague, his pink face blank.

But the fire was still bright and cheery; so he popped the extinguisher on the socket, and almost at the same time there came a tap at his door, and a sort of crescendo "hush-sh-sh!" Once more my uncle was sitting up, scared and perturbed, in his bed.

"Ah! c'est ce cher de Batz!" exclaimed mademoiselle gaily, in that exquisitely rippling voice of hers. "And where in the world do you spring from, my friend? "Hush-sh-sh!" he whispered, holding her small bemittened hand in his, and putting one finger to his lips with an urgent entreaty for discretion; "not my name, I beg of you, fair one."

She seemed to be gathering all the mental force of which her brain was capable, for one great effort of self-control. Then she took Juliette's hand in hers, and turned to go out of the room; the gentlemen bowed as she swept past them, her rich silken gown making a soft hush-sh-sh as she went.

I thought this was one of Chiltern's stupid practical jokes, and being a little cross through his having kept us waiting for such an unconscionable long time, was saying something to him when the smiling and obliging attendant said, "Hush-sh-sh!" and pointed to a placard on which was printed, like a spelling lesson, the impertinent injunction "Silence is requested." There was no doubt about it.

Then she bent over me and I felt her warm breath on my cheek!... "The situation had changed but slightly when I came to a little later. She was talking. "'Marse Edwin, Marse Edwin, don't yer know yer ole black mammy? Hush-sh-sh, chile, doan' answer me, 'cept in a whisper! I'se done come fer to save yer! I nussed yer when yer was a little baby, and I promised ole Missus always to look arter yer.

They were standing on a soft carpet of moss, overhead the gentle summer breeze stirred the great branches of the elms, causing the crisp leaves to mutter a long-drawn hush-sh-sh in the stillness of the night. From far away came the appealing call of a blackbird chased by some marauding owl, while on the ground close by, the creaking of tiny branches betrayed the quick scurrying of a squirrel.