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Bob yelled out, more in fear than in pain, for the sound was caused by Dexter swinging the boat-hook round and striking his companion a sharp rap on the side of the head. "Go on rowing," cried Dexter, "and keep in the middle." Bob howled softly; but, like a horse that has just received an admonition from the whip, he bent to his task, and rowed with all his might, blubbering the while.
Meanwhile Wade had been fast skating into the good graces of his companion. Perhaps the rap on his head had deranged him. He certainly tossed himself about in a reckless and insane way. Still he justified his conduct by never tumbling again, and by inventing new devices with bewildering rapidity. This pair were not at all sentimental.
One Evening in December as my Father, my Mother and myself, were arranged in social converse round our Fireside, we were on a sudden greatly astonished, by hearing a violent knocking on the outward door of our rustic Cot. Here, a 2d tremendous rap interrupted my Father in his speech, and somewhat alarmed my Mother and me. "Had we better not go and see who it is? "I think we had."
"Why, no," he said, his senses clearing; "it was only a rap on the head and this blood is merely a nuisance. . . . Thank you, I will use your kerchief if you insist. . . . It'll stop in a moment, anyway." "Please sit here," she said "here where I've been sitting." He did so, muttering: "What a nuisance. It will stop in a second. . . . You needn't remain here with me, you know.
In answer to his inquiries she stated that a gentleman had been living there three weeks, but that on the arrival of his daughter he had gone home. "When did he leave?" "Yesterday morning." At four o'clock on the morning of Beatrice's capture Brandon was roused by a rap at his bedroom door. He rose at once, and slipping on his dressing-gown, opened it. A man entered. "Well?" said Brandon.
Day already began to dawn, and still he came not. A length, towards five o'clock, a loud rap was heard at the door, and Mr. Beaufort, hearing some bustle in the hall, descended. He saw his son borne into the hall from a hackney-coach by two strangers, pale, bleeding, and apparently insensible. His first thought was that he had been murdered by Philip.
I had not lain long before I heard master shouting for me, for all those horses, eight in number, were under my care; and although he shouted for me at the top of his voice, I lay still and pretended not to hear him; but soon after I heard a light step coming up stairs, and a rap at my door then I commenced to snore as loud as possible, still the knocking continued.
Another good thing about this happy faithful bird is, that his tribe increases in Birdland, in spite of all dangers." "My mother loves Song Sparrows," said Rap. "She says they are a great deal of company for her when she is doing her washing out under the trees.
Of late Professor Gunn had been severely troubled with headaches, and, this happening to be one of his bad days, he was stopping in his room, with his head bound up in a cloth saturated with camphor. Frank was obliged to rap a second time, and then the professor's shuffling step was heard, and his cloth-bound head appeared as the door opened. "What's wanted?" he asked, sharply.
O laws, no. She hadn't a rap, you know; and knew how to spend money as well as any girl in London." "It's all to begin then, Clavvy; all the up-hill work to be done?" "Well, yes; I don't know about up-hill, Doodles. What do you mean by up-hill?" "I mean that seven thousand a year ain't usually to be picked up merely by trotting easy along the fiat.
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