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Ching go out to-night get plenty blisket, plenty watee, plenty plentee oh, deah oh, deah!" "What is it?" I whispered. "Oh deah! Not drop watee left. You get up dlink allee watee?" "No; did you?" "No. Ching see. Pooh Tom Jeck knock over with arm." It was only too evident, for the water vessel had been laid upon its side, and the sand beneath was soaked.
Wheels compress decaying refuse in the roads; cows drink from wells soaked with sewage, and the floors of bakeries are washed in the same pollution." In the other industrial centres of India, conditions are practically the same.
The combined rain and slaps of spray soaked her thoroughly. A puddle gathered about her knees in the bilge, sloshing fore and aft as the craft pitched, killing the natural buoyancy of the canoe so that she dove harder. Stella took a chance, ceased paddling, and bailed with a small can. She got a tossing that made her head swim while she lay in the trough.
There had been a week's incessant rain; every wild flower and every blade of green grass was soaked with moisture, until it could no longer bear its load, and drooped to earth in sheer dismay.
He killed a doe, and scattered strychnine in its entrails. He built deadfalls, and baited them with meat soaked in boiling fat. He made himself a "blind" of spruce and cedar boughs, and sat for long hours, watching with his rifle. And still Miki was the victor. One day Miki found a huge fisher-cat in one of the traps.
The church would have been empty, but for a steady downpour which soaked the new-mown hay, and turned the fields into swamps, driving the labourers and their wives, who else had been too busy, to take recreation in a ceremony of scandal. For of course the whole story had been whispered abroad.
In one hand he held a gold-headed stick, a large tall hat of which the silk nap was a little rubbed, a string sustaining a parcel, the brown paper wrapping of which was soaked: in the other, a manila bag containing lemons. His head was bent forward a little, the high dome of it was bald, but the white hair clustered thickly behind the temples.
They besiege the fountain-end of the street-sprinkling wagon quite closely, rejoicing to have their clothes soaked. They gather round the fire-plug that is turned on for their benefit, and again become wet as drowned rats. Passing through these crowds are George Beban and Clara Williams as The Italian and his sweetheart.
I'll have to break down a door leading to the upper part of the house, but that will not be difficult. Here's an axe or two. Good Lord, I'm soaked!" "Whe where are we going?" she gasped, as he drew her across the earthern floor. "Upstairs. It's comfortable up there." They were at the foot of the narrow stairway. She held back. "Never! It's the the haunted house! I can't Randolph." "Pooh!
And when it was finished and they were soaked to the skin, they splashed up the road, shouting and singing. I guess they went into every last puddle between the schoolhouse and the White-House-with-the-Green-Blinds by the side of the road. They had reached it now. All-of-a-sudden Jehosophat felt very funny near the pit of his stomach. Something was sure to happen now.
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