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He blinked as if disbelieving his ears. "He José? Not possible!" he stuttered. "José this man defended you against his companions?" "Exactly." The Brazilian slowly shook his head. Then suddenly he nodded as if an illuminating thought had crossed his mind. "I see. José is very well paid." "One dollar a day," was McKay's dry retort.
I'm surprised you allow your patrons to get into the shape he is. Please bring our bill." The head waiter stuttered, his eyes going about in despair, even as his assistants were lifting the fallen champion to his feet and hustling him away. An occupant of one of the nearby tables spoke up, collaborating Joe's words.
He pushed his spectacles back, blushed, nearly tumbled over his chair as he got up, and backed confusedly out of the room. He tried to say something at the door "I can't thank you enough. . ." he stuttered and was gone. As the door closed behind him, swiftly Olva was conscious again of the Pursuit. . . . He turned to the empty room "Leave me alone," he whispered. "For pity's sake leave me alone."
"It is as if I should take your watch and then propose that we should be friends, forgetting the occurrence. Although you might forget, the first thing for me to do would be to return the watch." Counsellor Erckmann wished to retort with so many things at once that he stuttered horribly, leaping from one idea to the other. To compare the reconquest of Alsace to a robbery. A German country!
"Show me where you found the body and point out the spot where the struggle took place." He spoke in quick, eager tones, so excited that he almost stuttered. It was not necessary for him to act the part of detective any longer. He had forgotten that he ever was a reporter he had forgotten almost that he was a human being.
The teleceiver screen glowed into life and Tom and Connel stared in horror as they recognized the images of three men. The one in the foreground smiled mockingly and said, "Remember me, Connel?" "Devers!" Connel roared. "And the other two behind him " stuttered Tom. "Cag and Monty!" "Why, you dirty space crawler," cried Connel, "I'll get you if it's the last thing I do!" "No, you won't, Major."
And the Irishman, putting his brawny hands on the terrified man's shoulders, appeared about to carry out his threat, when the unfortunate wight stuttered out in stammering accents, "Lor-ord, sir, do-oo-oo come below. The-eer's a ghost in the cabin; an-an-and he wants to m-m-murder me!" the man looking the while as if he was going to faint.
And an abashed Carl realized that a maid had opened the door of the house at which he himself had rung, and was glaring at him as he craned over to view the next-door stoop. "W-where Does Dr. Brown live here?" he stuttered. "No, 'e don't," the maid snapped, closing the door. Carl groaned: "He don't? Dear old Brown? Not live here? Huh? What shall I do?"
Case No. 48.336 This is a case that represents a very common type of Combined Stammering and Stuttering, and a type that is not so quickly cured as might be imagined. This was a young man of 18, who not only stammered but stuttered.
Daurn knew them well and strove to curse them, but the Cadwallader's grave voice hushed him to a sudden fear. "Peace be with thee, Daurn-ap-Tavis, we come to bid thee farewell." Daurn gasped and stuttered, his fingers clawing fearfully while a cold sweat broke out over his forehead. But ere he found his voice two of Llyn's sons, David and Sion, drew away to the door, and later, Llewellen and Pen.
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