United States or Caribbean Netherlands ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !


This time the young peasant was not alone, but with a gaunt, very pale old man who nodded his head without ceasing, like a pendulum, and mumbled with his lips. "Your honour, I have come again to ask your gracious mercy," began Kirila. "Here I have come with my father. Be merciful, let Vaska go! The permanent member would not talk to me. He said: 'Go away!"

"Well," he said, "you've come. I've been expecting you, but on the whole I got along not so badly." Carroll flung off his pack and sat down beside the fire; then he fumbled for his pipe and began to fill it hurriedly with trembling fingers. He lighted it and flung away the match before he spoke. "Sorry I couldn't get through sooner," he mumbled.

Mary could have replied that in the convent she had had the warmth and brightness of love, but she merely mumbled that she had often taken cold in the autumn. "It will be impossible for us to leave home at present," her aunt went on. "If you're determined to go, I must get you some one to travel with, or you must have an elderly maid-companion. Perhaps that would be best.

Coming back to her room she found, to her extreme amazement, the closet open, and Babie pushing the davenport out of it, with her cheeks crimson and a look of consternation at being detected. "My dear child! The davenport there! Did you know it? How did it get there?" "I put it," said Barbara, evidently only forced to reply by sheer sincerity. "You! And why?" "I thought it safer," mumbled Babie.

Maggie mumbled some reply; she later could not remember what it was. Indeed she never had met such a woman: so finished, so gracious, so unaffected, with a sparkle of humor in her brown eyes; and the rich plainness of her white linen frock made Maggie conscious that her own supposed simplicity was cheap and ostentatious.

Mary said, "Who?" then could have bitten her tongue out, for of course there was only one "him" for these three people! She gave a frightened glance about the room, but there was no one to hear that betraying pronoun. She said, faintly: "Yes, father. Now try to rest and don't talk. You'll feel better in the morning." "He hates a coward as much as I do," Mr. Smith mumbled.

We'll fight the ole way. You hain't got a knife now?" "Damn yo' hide!" cried old Aaron. "Do you reckon I need hit agin you?" He reached in his pocket and tossed a curved-bladed weapon into the bushes. "Well," mumbled old Jason, "I can whoop you, fist an' skull, right now, just as I allers have done." Both were stumbling back into the road now.

Then I came up here." He stopped and rubbed his eyes; and for an hour after that, as he plodded onward, he mumbled things which neither Kazan nor any other living thing could have understood. But whatever delirium found its way into his voice, the fighting spark in his brain remained sane.

"Ah," he mumbled. "Is she not wonderful!" And behind McTaggart, coming faster and faster, was Baree. Again the Willow looked down. She was at the edge, for she had no fear in this hour. Many times she had clung to Pierrot's hand as she looked over. Down there no one could fall and live. Fifty feet below her the water which never froze was smashing itself into froth among the rocks.

He did not confide his misgivings to Lucille, not wishing to cause her anxiety. He hunted up Reggie van Tuyl at the club, and sought advice from him. "I say, Reggie, old thing present company excepted have there been any loonies in your family?" Reggie stirred in the slumber which always gripped him in the early afternoon. "Loonies?" he mumbled, sleepily. "Rather!