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They became obscure forms whirling in a fog of dust until red-head leaped out of the mist. Goliath followed with the cloud boiling away from him, a mountain of a man above his foeman. "It's unfair!" shrilled Marianne. "That great brute and " Red-head darted forward, a blue clad arm flicked out.

"Though as for me, I never could see anything very handsome in a hen tryin' to fly." "Do you hear that?" shrilled Miss Nile. "Aren't you proud of your noble husband, Mis' Look? Isn't he a credit to the home and an ornament to his native land?" But Hiram, when indignant, was never abashed.

He's missed his keys!" shrilled Furneaux. "Confound the man! He might at least have attended his mother's funeral!" stormed Winter, retrieving his coat. Thus it happened that Furneaux was the first down the stairs, though the three emerged from the door of the inn on each other's heels.

The fife shrilled, the horn blew sweet and clear, the fiddle was nearly drowned by the energetic boom of the drum, and out into the starry night, through open windows, rolled the song that stirs the coldest heart with patriotic warmth and tunes every voice to music. "'America! We must have 'America! Pipe up, Ed, this is too good to end without one song more," cried Mr.

This she held out to him from the bank. He shook his head. "I would only drag you in." She put her fingers to her mouth and gave a clear whistle. Far up on the slope a pony lifted its head and nickered. Again her whistle shrilled, and the bronco trotted down toward her. "Can you hold on?" she asked in English. He was chilled to the marrow, but he answered quietly: "I reckon."

Then the French trumpets shrilled, and the whole force marched rapidly, rifles and field guns opening in full volume. But the French had the advantage of surprise. Their infantry advanced at the double quick, a powerful force of cavalry on their right flank galloped to the charge, and Bougainville's Paris regiment and the Strangers swept over the field.

I hope the folks won't worry about us. In the meantime, you and I can have a good old talk, like the old days. Remember?" It was entirely dark now in the woods. Fireflies darted about. Crickets shrilled and an occasional owl hooted. Lydia moved still closer to Kent, until his shoulder touched hers. "I remember! Kent, are you afraid?" "I should say not! I like the woods at night.

He was abundantly blemished and his nose bled. His sense of dignity had been outraged and his head hurt. "You get the hell and gone out of here!" shouted the Wilbur twin, quite as if he did own the town. "I must say! Cursing and swearing!" shrilled the Merle twin, but none heeded him. The repulsed enemy went slowly to the corner of the alley. Here he turned to recover a moment of dignity.

"The zero hour at last!" shrilled Roger in his tense excitement. "Over the top!" yelled Bob. "Over the top!" And just as the first streaks of the gray light of dawn began to pierce the blackness, the five Brothers, and their comrades up and down the trenches, leaped from their places of waiting with savage yells, and started for the German lines. "I am glad! I am glad!" sang Iggy.

But his shyness, his sensitiveness only made him more aimless and awkward, a tiresome clown, slack and uncontrolled, witless. All day long his mother shouted and shrilled and scolded at him, or hit him angrily. He did not mind, he came up like a cork, warm and roguish and curiously appealing. She loved him with a fierce protective love, grounded on pain.