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Give him credit for five hundred more," he added and the clerk showed Rimrock out. There are certain formalities that the richest must observe before they can borrow half a million and it was nearly noon before Rimrock was free and on his way to the hotel. He was just leaping out of his taxicab when he saw Mrs. Hardesty reeling towards him.
"He probably had doped the whiskey in that flask, but I didn't take that. Then he watched his chance, urged me to take something to eat with him, and put some drug in my coffee. No wonder it tasted bitter and queer! What a simpleton I was to take it! But I did not know." Jack was reeling in the saddle. The pony sensed that something was wrong with his master, and stopped. "No, don't stop! Go on!
I Sir, I am the gardener from over there." "What are you doing here?" "I came on a real errand, Sir. Our clock has stopped, and I came here to wait for the church-clock to strike." "Devil take you," cried Mark, and gave the man a push that sent him reeling. The man sprang over the ditch, and vanished in the darkness. Raisky, meantime, returned to the main entrance.
"Go talk to Tom Pearce, and do not be the coward to repeat your threats to me!" The girl started to move away, when the man suddenly leaped forward and grasped her in his arms, but the same instant he received a blow which sent him reeling, as the girl was snatched from his rude grasp. A curse fell from the man's lips, and he arose to his feet and advanced toward the man who had struck him.
At the various stations in England there were lively scenes, the company demanding for luggage excess, and Burton vigorously protesting but finally paying. He then took the value out by reeling off a spirited address to the railway clerk, punctuated with expletives in twenty odd African or Asiatic languages, on the meanness of the clerk's employers. Tonic Bitters.
His eyes kept on the thick throat of McTee. Though he was knocked reeling and half senseless, his stare never changed, and the wolf pack, with their heads jutting forward with eagerness watched, waited. The "Ha!" of McTee rang with the strength of five throats. The "Wah-h!" of Harrigan purred like a furious panther's snarl.
As she glanced down at the child, her brain reeling, some drops of blood soaked into its white shawl; but the baby was at least not hurt. She balanced her head to keep equilibrium, so that the blood ran into her eye. Walter Morel remained as he had stood, leaning on the table with one hand, looking blank.
"No trouble about wood or water now," he said, as "The General" tore onward again. "No," replied the leader. "We will beat those Southerners yet!" He positively refused to think of failure at this late stage of the game. Yet it was a game that did not seem to promise certain success. Thus the race continued, with "The General" sometimes rocking and reeling like a drunken man.
The outlines of "Elijah's Step" were dark. It looked sad, bereaved. Its glory had departed. Suddenly the whole landscape seemed full of reeling black shadows, and yet it was not night. The roar of the torrent was growing faint upon his ear, and yet its momentum was unchecked. Soon all was dark and all was still, and the world slipped from his grasp.
But here I launched myself at him and, forgetting all caution in my trembling eagerness, beset the fellow with a wild hurly-burly of random blows, one or two of which found their mark, judging by his grunts; then his fist crashed into my ribs, driving me reeling back so that I should have fallen but for the friendly tree.
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