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Yoritomo assumed that Mannheim would spread a story about the Nipe's death perhaps even display a carefully-made "corpse". But Stanton had the feeling that the colonel had something else up his sleeve. The phone rang. Stanton walked over, thumbed the answer stud, and watched Dr. Farnsworth's face take shape on the screen. "Bart, I just saw the tapes of your fight with the Nipe, Incredible!
'The only book I had left, and I thought I had lost it, he said, looking at it ecstatically. 'So many accidents happen to a man going about alone, you know. Canoes get upset sometimes and sometimes you've got to clear out so quick when the people get angry. He thumbed the pages. 'You made notes in Russian? I asked. He nodded. 'I thought they were written in cipher, I said.
She wandered restlessly about the room, humming a tune under her breath; she readjusted the window- curtains to her liking; she idly thumbed the books upon the shelves; finally she perched herself upon the table in the midst of the documents upon which the officer was engaged, and began a low-voiced conversation with him. Rouletta was not a little impressed by this stranger.
I seated myself, silently wondering what might be the use of the side-drum in the corner. "Let me see let me see " He thumbed the book for a while, murmuring words which I could not catch; then thrust it behind his back with a finger between its pages, straightened himself up, and declaimed: "Next of aerial honey, gift divine, I sing. Maecenas, be once more benign!"
"Hm!... Anybody'd think you were going to get married, Paul." He laughed. "Oh no. But it's an improvement on some of them, isn't it?" "Is it? I suppose it is; I don't know. I liked the last place, in spite of the black ceiling and no watertap. How's Romilly?" Oleron thumbed his chin. "Hm! I'm rather ashamed to tell you. The fact is, I've not got on very well with it.
A copy of this edition, very much thumbed and wanting half a dozen leaves, fell into the hands of Charles Lamb more than a hundred years after it was published. Charles bore it home, and set to work to supply, in his small neat hand, from another edition, what was missing from the text in his stall-bought copy.
Every one thumbed a sample of it and passed judgment it must have been worth a few hundred golden sovereigns as it lay, out on the veldt and we sat around, on the farm machinery, and, in the hush that a shut-up house always imposes, we seemed to hear the lavish earth getting ready for new harvests. There was no true wind, but a push, as it were, of the whole crystal atmosphere.
On the other side of the room, behind a roulette wheel, a man who looked more like a country parson than a gambler sat reading a thumbed copy of Taine's "English Literature." Three faro layouts stretched themselves in line as if watching for newcomers, and in the rear a man was lighting the coal-oil lamps of the dance hall.
On one side was a claw-footed old table lashed to the deck; a thumbed missal on it, and over it a small, meagre crucifix attached to the bulk-head. Under the table lay a dented cutlass or two, with a hacked harpoon, among some; melancholy old rigging, like a heap of poor friars' girdles.
From her infancy she had been brought up to respect any kind of a book; those at home had seemed almost a part of her dear mother and Little-Dad; these had belonged to Peter Westley. He must have spent a great deal of his time reading, she thought, the volumes were worn about their edges, the pages thumbed. She peeped into one or two.
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