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The old man ceased speaking and looked retrospectively into the fire. Then, without speaking, he rose, shuffled to a small table in one corner of the room, and opening the drawer took from it a well-thumbed envelope. Returning to the group he handed it to Grace, saying proudly: "This is the letter my frien' write. Will Mamselle Grace read?" Grace obediently took the letter from the envelope.
She ran ahead, and soon an older woman shuffled up the broken steps. In her arms was a baby, dead or in a coma, and she rocked it slowly, moaning softly as she listened to his questions. She grunted finally, and reached out for the reward. Shuffling ahead of him, she went up the rubble-littered street and around a corner, to point. "Go in," she said. "Ronda'll be back."
Perhaps it was partly his vexation at the book incident, Shergold seemed unable to fix his thoughts on anything; he shuffled in his seat and kept glancing nervously towards the door. 'I was delighted to hear it, said his friend. 'That's a symptom of health. Go everywhere; see everybody that's worth seeing. They got you to talk, I believe? 'Who has been telling you?
Now, Colonel Gerard, with your permission we will resume our game of ecarte." It is one of those occasions which one does not forget. This captain, who was a man of iron, shuffled and cut, dealt and played as if he were in his cafe. From below we heard the inarticulate murmurings of the two mates, half smothered by the handkerchiefs which gagged them.
Jamie shuffled along through the snow as well as he could, but his little legs were so short in comparison with those of the kindly stranger that he found himself gradually falling behind. So he put on an extra burst of speed and managed to lay hold of the long blue skirt of the army overcoat. "Please, sir, don't go quite so fast," he panted.
Even the members of the group itself, seeing themselves scattered to camp, to France, to New York, to the Middle West, shuffled like pawns that the Great Game might the better be won, felt strangely unconcerned and unruffled. Buck, standing in the doorway, tried hard to keep his gaze from the contemplation of his khaki-clad self reflected in the long mirror.
He stood in the doorway blinking at us; and with his gloved hands they were stiff and awkward with the cold he unwound the ragged muffler that was about his neck and he brushed weakly at the snow upon his head and his shoulders. Hazen said angrily: "Come in! Do you want my stove to heat the town?" Doan shuffled in and he shut the door behind him. He said: "Howdy, Mr. Kinch."
The dust rose in clouds and eddied in the sun. We slouched easily in our saddles. The cowboys compared notes as to the brands they had seen. Our ponies shuffled along, resting, but always ready for a dash in chase of an occasional bull calf or yearling with independent ideas of its own.
He knew when to stop. This flurry was over. "All right, scouts," he said, and went back to his own cooking. Tim shuffled off and squatted down beside his own blaze. Andy rounded up his potatoes. They were cold and discouraged looking. "I've enough potatoes for us both," said Don. "What kind of meat have you?" "Sausage." "Gosh! That ought to be fine.
In this was placed the counter, a piece of bone or iron about the size of a half a crown, and one of the players shuffled it about, the others in turn guessing where it was. The game of "moccasin" was but a modification of this game. As described by Philander Prescott three moccasins were used in this game by the Dacotas.
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