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The Boers now stretch wires with bells across the paths, and it goes hard with any runner caught. January 11, 1900. The enemy was ominously quiet. Bulwan did not fire all day.
"Yes," said the boy slowly; "yes, I like it." "And why do you like it?" continued the Doctor. "It is quiet," answered Jean-Marie; "and I have nothing to do; and then I feel as if I were good." Doctor Desprez took a seat on the post at the opposite side. He was beginning to take an interest in the talk, for the boy plainly thought before he spoke, and tried to answer truly.
'Bull's-eye's gone home with Tom, observed Sikes, as he lighted them up. 'He'd have been in the way. 'That's right, rejoined Nancy. 'So you've got the kid, said Sikes when they had all reached the room: closing the door as he spoke. 'Yes, here he is, replied Nancy. 'Did he come quiet? inquired Sikes. 'Like a lamb, rejoined Nancy.
Once the quiet mule was brought into requisition; and, with her brother walking by her, and Sorel and his daughter in attendance, Ermentrude rode towards the village of Adlerstein. It was a collection of miserable huts, on a sheltered slope towards the south, where there was earth enough to grow some wretched rye and buckwheat, subject to severe toll from the lord of the soil.
But the cost to the Solar Guard amounted to, in the end, exactly the same thing from each of you! The inference is clear, I believe," he added mockingly. "Someone stole the minimum specifications and circulated them among you." In the shocked quiet that followed Walters' statement, no one noticed Tom, Roger, and Astro slip into the room.
These professions of esteem and affection were not sufficient to quiet the minds and appease the resentment of the Dutch merchants; and the French party, which was both numerous and powerful, employed all their art and influence to exasperate their passions, and widen the breach between the two nations.
The little home in which they resided in quiet retirement had been given to the widow for as long as she chose to occupy it by a friend of her late husband, as a token of respect to his memory.
I can't ask father and I can't go back home. It would drive me mad." Of course it would have driven her mad to return to the haunted flat haunted now by no gracious ghost, but by an Unutterable Presence, the thought of which, even in her quiet, lavender-scented country bedroom, made her scream of nights. For she knew all.
The voices of the fathers fell to the pitch of ordinary discourse; the drowsy town was quiet again; the whine of the planing-mill boring its way through the sizzling air to every wakening ear. Far away, on a quiet street, it sounded faintly, like the hum of a bee across a creek, and was drowned in the noise of men at work on the old Tabor house.
When she was five she was at Claremont, making music and motion in the quiet house with her gleeful laughter and pattering feet, so happy in being with her uncle that she could look back on this visit as the brightest of her early holidays.
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