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"The roof's high for one of my weight to fly to," Turkey Proudfoot remarked. "Still, I could flap up to the top of the woodshed and get to the roof of the house from there.... I'll take a look and see how high the house seems when I'm near it." To the rooster's delight, Turkey Proudfoot started towards the house.
"He clenched his teeth so they were all bare with his lips contracting. He said, 'Let me alone. Let me alone. Let me alone. "And they pushed off. "I tell you what I'm going to do. I'm going down there to-morrow. I'm frightened about him." Hapgood had said to his friend of the effect on Sabre of Mabel's action against him: "He's crashed. The roof's fallen in on him."
"Be quick! The roof's coming down!" Thirlwell saw the danger. So long as the prop slanted, it would not support the beam, and if the beam gave way, the roof would fall and crush them before they could get from underneath. He thought he had a few moments to hammer the prop straight, and swung the ax savagely while the sweat ran down his face.
We need so much mosquito bar, the flies are terrible wearing, the roof's crying for tin, and " "You're as bad as Sampson," he interrupted her, almost shortly; "we've got to have pleasures as well as profits. And too," he directed, "don't put those shoes away like you did that watered silk shawl I got you in Stenton. Wear them ... to-night."
Then Neale O'Neil brought them all to life with: "She wasn't under that fall! Quick! 'round to the rear! We can save her." "I tell you she's dead!" avowed Wilbur, hoarsely. "Come on!" shouted Neale, and seized a shovel that stood leaning against the snow wall. "Come on, Joe! The roof's only fallen in the middle. Trix is back of that, I tell you!" "Neale is right! Neale is right!" screamed Agnes.
There were anxious eyes waiting for the reappearance of the two young heroes. "Jump! Jump through the big doors!" yelled Bert, helping Vincent to wrap the blanket about his body, and fairly shoving him toward the only available avenue of escape. "Jump! It will be too late in another minute!" Above the crackle of the flames could be heard men yelling: "Come on, boys! Come on! The roof's going!"
Then they resumed their talk; and to and fro they walked, arm in arm. Till now one with sudden hiss: "But-good Christ-just look-why, the roof's leaning !" At that moment an outcry and runners from below, shouts, a trumpet- call, were borne on the winds to them: for the Admiral had rushed up to the manned parts of the fort, all hell alight in his eyeballs, bawling out, "The boats!
And we'll dance some more by and by. The night's young yet. Go to it, old girl." He released his arm and thrust her playfully on the shoulder, at the same time turning to the poker-players. "Take off the limit and I'll go you-all." "Limit's the roof," said Jack Kearns. "Take off the roof." The players glanced at one another, and Kearns announced, "The roof's off."
"And there's the doctor talks about putting the poor gentleman to bed! Why, the roof's off the back part of the house, and not a bedroom in the place but mine and John's, and the rain coming in there in torrents. Such a night! It's the judgment of the Lord upon us! That's what it is the judgment of the Lord!" "Judgment of the fiddlesticks!" her husband growled. "Can't you light the fire, woman?
Then you'll use the rest-house there? 'I suppose so, said the other. 'Do you happen to know if the roof's on? Here a woman wailed aloud for her dervish spear which had gone adrift, and I shall never know, except from the back pages of the Soudan Almanack, what state that rest-house there is in. The Soudan Administration, by the little I heard, is a queer service.
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