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They were quite scattering now, and lower trees and shrubs flourished in their shade, making a charming spot, and a home worthy even of this superb songster. The bird himself was remarkably friendly. "Then down he shot, bounced airily along The sward, twitched in a grasshopper, made song Midflight, perched, prinked, and to his art again."

The doctor stopped in midflight and swung about and his eye fell upon the right-hand door and he moved a yard or two in that direction; but no more than a yard or two, for again Jeff spoke in warning, halting him short: "Not dat way neither! The one frum dat other town whar you uster live is waitin' outside dat do' wid a pistil! Seems lak you's entirely s'rounded by wives dis evenin'!"

Several of the girls, with Mr. Poole, were just entering the barn. The girls shrieked, for they thought Neale was falling. But the boy halted in midflight, swung up his body quickly, seized the rope again with both hands, and dropped lightly to the floor. "Bravo!" cried Mr. Poole, leading the applause. "I declare, that was well done.

While they were in midflight, the frightful blade of destruction cleaved its way through the control board and through the spot upon which they had been standing a moment before. As they passed the severed edge, en route into open spare, Stevens seized a metal brace and clung there, every nerve taut. "Something funny here, Nadia," he said after a little, in a low tone.

Possibly a sense of independence, owing to the snatching of a meal in midflight away from home, made Janet exclaim that she would gladly be out all day. Such freaks were exceedingly to my taste. Then I remembered Dipwell, and sure that my father would be there, though he had not written of it, I proposed to ride over. She pleaded for the horses and the squire alternately.

Then down he shot, bounced airily along The sward, twitched in a grasshopper, made song Midflight, perched, prinked, and to his art again. Sweet Science, this large riddle read me plain: How may the death of that dull insect be The life of yon trim Shakespeare, on the tree? "Superb and sole upon a plumèd spray That o'er the general leafage boldly grew,"

In midflight he was dashed to the floor, his head a shapeless, pulpy mass, and Brandon, bludgeon again aloft, strode deeper into the fray. For a brief moment searing lethal beams probed here and there, chains clanked and snapped, once more that ponderous and irresistible oaken mace fell like the hammer of Thor, again spattering brains and blood abroad as it descended then again came silence.

A whirling mass of legs and arms, the dwarf flew then in midflight stopped as though some gigantic invisible hand had caught him, and was dashed down upon the platform not a yard from the Shining One! Like a broken spider he moved feebly once, twice. From the Dweller shot a shimmering tentacle touched him recoiled. Its crystal tinklings changed into an angry chiming.

Possibly a sense of independence, owing to the snatching of a meal in midflight away from home, made Janet exclaim that she would gladly be out all day. Such freaks were exceedingly to my taste. Then I remembered Dipwell, and sure that my father would be there, though he had not written of it, I proposed to ride over. She pleaded for the horses and the squire alternately.