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And first the grub, as it is after consuming its victim, when it remains the sole occupant of the mason bee's cocoon. It is a naked worm, smooth, legless and blind, of a creamy dead white, each segment a perfect ring, very much curved when at rest, but with the tendency to become almost straight when disturbed.
In one corner a flight of stairs led to a gallery high up against the wall, over the rude railing of which looked the heads of a couple of legless statues. From this gallery the stairs continued to ascend until a door near the roof was reached, leading to unknown regions well up in the building behind which the studio had been built as an afterthought.
Fifteen down. Ten when Fanny's had her last hang-over." "Why don't you do some of your dirty work yourself?" "I do all I can," said the legless man simply; "I can't find time for everything." The unshaven man shifted uneasily on his shabby feet. In his stomach the flames which only alcohol can quench were burning with a steady gnawing fury. "How about a little drink?" he said.
Out of the mist in the distance flashed a white ribbon knot that seemed to be tied to a destroyer's bow and behind it another destroyer, and still others, lean, catlike, but running as if legless, with greased bodies sliding over the sea. We snapped out a message to them and they answered like passing birds on the wing, before they swept out of sight behind a headland with uncanny ease of speed.
The living moths that had been confined there in their fluttering to escape to night and the mates they sought not only had wrecked the other specimens of the case, but torn themselves to fringes on the pins. A third of the rarest moths of the collection for the man of India were antennaless, legless, wingless, and often headless. Elnora sobbed aloud. "This is overwhelming," she said at last.
And the singing died away to silence. The legless man looked straight ahead of him into the dim room. Then, smiling, his head a little on one side, he caressed his piano so that it gave out Chopin's 7th Prelude, which, as all the world knows, is a little girl who smiles because she is happy; and she is happy because so many of the flowers in the garden are blue.
Anything I really found out like your first talk with O'Hagan I just kept to myself. I know I lied to you the first day. But I'm not lying now." The legless man smiled tolerantly. "Why did you keep on trying to find out things if you didn't mean to use them?" "Because I wanted to know all about you, what you were doing, what your interests were. I thought I could be more useful to you that way."
"Are you sick?" she asked, not kindly, but imperatively and with a tone, perhaps, of disgust. "Yes," said the legless man briefly, but without going into any explanation of his ailment. "You came to tell me that I mustn't go away till the bust is finished. Is that it?" Barbara felt more at her ease. "Yes," she said, "I am selfish about it. It means so much to me."
Up the side of the Zaouïa hill, lame beggars crawled out of the river bed, each hurrying to pass the others hideous deformities, legless, noseless, humpbacked, twisted into strange shapes like brown pots rejected by the potter, groaning, whining, eager for the marabout's blessing, a supper, and a few coins.
Rose sat at the window of her room looking upward into a night of stars. She could not sleep. Twice she had heard the legless man pass her door upon his crutches. Each time he had hesitated, and once, or so she thought, he had laid his hand upon the door-knob.
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