United States or New Zealand ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
Ambrose as quickly opened it, and stooping low, peered out. He was in time to see a crouching figure disappear around the corner of the store. Something in the bulk of it, the neat outline gave him a clue. "Strange, by gad!" he said to himself. Aloud, Ambrose said: "The door must be open. We've got to see and hear what they're up to. Let every man keep out of range.
He walked across to the window and peered over the blind. "There's a mort of grounds in the cocoa that's sold here," he went on, after a look, "and 'tisn't the sort that does the stomach good, neither. For their own sakes, I'll give the word to start, and chance their thankin' me some day later when they learn what things be made of."
Bryce in his turn peered intently in between the tree-boles, but the shadows lay thick upon the grass between, and it was difficult to define even the shapes of the more distant timber. The place was still and gloomy, full of grim forebodings, like a summer sky in which a storm is gathering. "We must have been mistaken," Bryce remarked in his embracing way. "There doesn't seem to be anyone about."
They watched Klopp go into the captain's cabin, waited a moment, and then the door flew open and Klopp sprang out and fled aft like a man pursued. Henshaw came to the open door and peered after the engineer and laughed silently. McTee muttered: "That's the way the devil laughs when he watches the damned souls pass by." Here Henshaw glanced up and saw them watching him from the bridge.
Tom Swift can't have gone off on another one of his wonderful trips, without sending me word. I know he wouldn't do that. And yet, bless my watch and chain, I can't find any one!" It was Mr. Damon who spoke, as my old readers have already guessed. He peered into one of the shop windows, and saw something like a fog filling the place. "That's strange," he went on.
If I was gossipy, like some, it would be all over town in no time, but you know I never open my lips. But, land sakes! here comes a team. Who can this be?" Eagerly she peered out through the darkness. Then she turned again to the unfortunate pair. "It's Austin in the carryall," she cried excitedly; "now, ain't that a piece of luck? You won't have to walk home, after all.
He fingered nearly everything on the desk; he peered carefully into the face of the victim of the crime, and he somewhat ostentatiously made notes in a small Russia leather memorandum book. He spoke often to the coroner, saying things which seemed to me impertinent, such as, "Have you noticed the blotter, Mr. Coroner? Very often, you know, much may be learned from the blotter on a man's desk."
But, at last, a louder cry than before disturbed her quiet reverie, and startled her into attention. It seemed to be close at hand a cry like that of a little child; and she stood up and peered into the shadow behind her. She could see nothing, but the wailing came again, and Lettice groped her way across the flower border, and stood by the low garden wall.
'The square dance short of the embracing: the valse is under interdict. Mr. Adister peered into his brows profoundly for a glimpse of the devilry in that exclusion of the valse. What object had those people in encouraging the young fellow to be a perfect fencer and dancer, so that he should be of the school of the polite world, and yet subservient to them?
"If you have a rope handy," one of them said, "I will go down the shaft." "The cage appears to be stuck, half-way between the floors," Jim said. "They are cutting through the door in the kitchen below." They opened the door then and cautiously peered down, but there was nothing to be seen. I touched Jim gingerly on the arm. "Is it is it Flannigan," I asked, "shut in there?"
Word Of The Day