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As it drifted by, on the currents of the wind, its noiseless, out- stretched wings, vainly flapping, struck Birt suddenly in the face, and frightened by the collision, it gave an odd, peevish squeak. Birt, too, was startled for a moment. Then he exclaimed irritably, "Oh, g'way owEL" realizing what had struck him. The next moment he paused abruptly.
Ah! my dear Miss Fountain The devil! wo-ho, Goliah!" For the pony spilled the treacle. He lashed out both heels with a squeak of amazement within an inch of Mr. Talboys' horse, which instantly began to rear, and plunge, and snort. While Talboys, an excellent horseman, was calming his steed, Lucy was condoling with hers.
They heard his angry whispers, and a small commotion of the household, brazen dishes clinking, squeals, titters, and tiny bare feet skipping about, all the flurry of a rabbit-hutch in Wonderland. Once, near the threshold, a chubby face, very pale, with round eyes of shining jet, peered cautious as a mouse, and popped out of sight with a squeak.
He needed to be told no more. "I was afraid of it," said he. "The rollways must be all broken out. It's saved us that much, but the freshet water won't last long. It's going to be a close squeak to get 'em out now. Don't exactly figure on what struck the dam. Thought first I'd go right up that way, but then I came down to see about the boys."
For months after, the laddie weans did nothing but squeak and sing like Punch. In short, a blithe spirit was among us throughout this year, and the briefness of the chronicle bears witness to the innocency of the time. It was in this year that my troubles with Lady Macadam's affair began.
She seemed to be measuring one's incompetence as a mouse-catcher in these moments, or to be saying to herself, 'What a clumsy, stupid person; how little she knows, and how I should like to scratch her and hear her squeak. I sometimes felt as if I were a larger sort of helpless mouse in these moments, but sometimes Polly would be more friendly, and even jump into our laps, when it was a pleasure to pat her hard little head with its exquisitely soft, dark tortoise-shell fur.
Any properly trained heroine of melodrama would have ejaculated "Saved!" but I haven't a tragedy nose, and I gave only a stifled squeak, more like the swan-song of a dying frog than anything more romantic.
"Well, I'd recommend you not to attempt to play upon me, that's all." "No, I don't mean, for I should only make you squeak." "You are the two gentlemen who were detained by the privateer, I presume," said Pearce, the master, who had come on board to superintend the necessary arrangements previous to her being sent in. "We are, sir, and must introduce ourselves.
In her right hand was a mandolin which she waved at him triumphantly as she reached him with a grand crash, squeak, tinkle and thump of all the instruments at once. Too amazed to speak, Markham stood grinning at her foolishly! "Well?" she said, throwing her head and elbows back, provoking an unintentional thump and tinkle. "How do you like me?" "Immensely! But what does it all mean?"
A surgeon not the flute-player but another was bending over him, feeling around the wound. "Narrow squeak. But it will be nothing," he pronounced. Lieutenant D'Hubert heard these words with pleasure. One of his seconds the one who, sitting on the wet grass, was sustaining his head on his lap-said: "The fortune of war, mon pauvre vieux. What will you have?
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