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One of these, however, struck the pit a few feet to my left. We waited a few seconds, expecting to hear it explode. Thinking the fuse had been extinguished, the men had risen up again and were indulging in jocular remarks over the matter, when, to our astonishment, the shell exploded in the air about ten feet high and nearly over the works, not far from where it struck.
It is years since I have talked to anyone as I have to you. Sit down and tell me what you are going to do." "That remains with you, sir," Reynolds replied, as he resumed his seat. "With me! It remains with me! I do not understand." "Am I not your prisoner, sir? It is not what I am going to do, but what you are going to do to me." "Ah, yes, quite true," and Weston was silent for a few seconds.
I could not bring them in the motor, nor did I dare invite them to amble along behind my car. But I have arranged with an old man in the town to escort the cows out to our place tomorrow, or as soon as possible." No one did anything but stare at Miss Patricia for the next few seconds.
"Continue " But the seconds, coming between them, would not have it so. It was understood that their principals had met before, and upon the same count. Blood had been drawn. It was France and mere ugly tooth-and-claw business not in favor. Blood had flowed now part! "'Must' drives then to-day," said Alexander. "But it is December still, Ian Rullock!"
As it stood there for a few seconds Yan wet his finger in his mouth and held it up. A slight coolness on the side next the coming creature told Yan that the breeze was from it to him and would not betray him.
"You lay down in the front room and read till I get back, hon, and maybe maybe I'll bring you a surprise." The meal continued in silence, but after a few seconds her throat seemed to close and she discarded the pretense of eating. "Now don't you get sore, Mil; you never used to be like this. It's just because you're not right strong yet." "I ain't ain't sore." "You are.
"He means poor Elizabeth," she said in a high, tremulous voice. "Fancy, Kenneth!" Diva, a few seconds before, had seen no reason why the Padre should drink the rest of her port, and was now in the act of drinking some of that unusual beverage herself. She tried to swallow it, but it was too late, and next moment all the openings in her face were fountains of that delicious wine.
My heart's darling, her face a radiant flower in the grey morning, tripping lightheartedly along. The sudden dash, the struggle, the swiftly closed door. It was a matter of a few seconds. My brain grew dizzy with the vision. "You say that he threatened to abduct her?" asked the Inspector. "Yes," said I, "and a friend of mine promised to kill him. Heaven grant he keep his promise!"
He found a place to lie down in comfort, so that there would be no distracting sensation. He closed his eyes. Soames saw him press the end of his tiny communicator and release it quickly. After an instant's pause he pressed it again. He held the communicator on for several seconds, half a minute. He released it and sat up. "You try," he said in a puzzled fashion. "You try!"
If, for but two seconds, he could employ those powerful fists that were on the watch for him on either side of the formidable bulk whose slow movement was his only hope, then he might pass and be safe.
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