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Partridge," hailed the yard's owner, while Joshua Owen's scowl became deeper than ever. "Mr. Partridge, Benson says this cement is too dry to make a joint tight with. Owen says it isn't. Who wins the bet?" the owner finished, laughingly.
When he came fairly to his senses again he was lying in his little room and the slatternly chambermaid was looking in at him. "You aind seek alretty?" she asked. "Go away," he said with a scowl; "you've bothered me too much." "You peen trinken aind it. Chim help you up de stairs last nide." "What time is it?" he asked, with an effort to recall where he had been.
For his own safety's sake, the bandy-legged man struck up into a better thoroughfare, where he skulked along like a fox overtaken by dawn, fearing to meet some dog he knew. "Oh, Gregory, go slow!" pleaded Cicely, panting for breath, and stumbling over the cobblestones. Goole's only answer was a scowl.
He had caught the scowl of warning from Carter and, for a wonder, understood. "By the way," said Windomshire, irrelevantly, "what was the disturbance over in O'Brien's Lane this morning? Anybody hurt? I was driving the car up Andrews' Hill when I saw the excitement. Couldn't make it out. Were all of the horses running away?"
"Evidently not," yelled Wilson, "since you're still alive!" A roar went up against Gourlay. All he could do was to scowl before him, with hard-set mouth and gleaming eyes, while they bellowed him to scorn. "I would like to hear what Templandmuir has to say on the subject," said Wilson, getting up. "But no doubt he'll follow his friend Mr. Gourlay." "No, I don't follow Mr.
"Don't scowl, I'll be good. I won't say it. You'll supply the word, in two months!" He let the pony have his way, and was off in a clatter. Lonely, fuming with resentment, Rudolph stared after him. What could he know, this airy, unfeeling meddler, so free with his advice and innuendo? Let him go, then, let him canter away.
To all appearances the room was empty, save for some pieces of poor furniture. But the visitor, blinking at the sudden transition from light to darkness, walked over to a rough couch, where lay the misshapen jockey Peacock, either asleep or deep in thought. Jasper shook him angrily by the shoulder, and a sullen scowl darkened the little monkey-like face as he recognised his visitor.
My mother is in Colorado for her health and I am living in Marjorie Dean's home until Mother returns next summer." Mary's innocent words had an electrical effect on the French girl. Her heavy brows drew together in a scowl and her dark face set in hard lines. "Then that settles it," she said coldly. "You and I can never be friends." She switched about in her seat with an angry jerk.
I did not know, and, to tell the truth, had forgotten to ask him in the waiting for news of Nunna. So I asked him his name with all courtesy, and could win no answer from him but a blacker scowl than ever. Judging from his arms, which were splendid, and of the half Roman pattern that Howel wore, he might be of some note. I thought Jago might know him, so I asked him.
He only knew that his pockets were empty and that he felt very sick and very miserable. He shut up his little lips now and raised his eyes, with a sort of scowl in their expression, to Miss Ramsay's face. "Where did you get the lollipops and ginger-beer?" repeated the governess. "That's my own business," said Orion. "I'm drefful sick; I want to go to bed."
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