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Updated: June 6, 2025
Inez and Alice were returning from church on Sunday, July 15 when they encountered a strange, unsabbatical procession; a company of grim and tight-lipped citizens marching, rifles over shoulder toward the Bay. At their head was William Spofford. Midway of the parade were a dozen rough-appearing fellows, manacled and guarded.
You see him, then, effacing the tight-lipped, cunning smile from his comely face and pointing out to Venice with a grave, sober countenance how little it can suit her to have the Neapolitan Spaniards ruffling it in the north, as must happen if Ferrante has his way with Milan.
I appreciate your coming to consult me before you have settled the whole thing yourself. Come into the house, young man." An hour later, Sudden leaned back in his chair and looked at Mary V. Tight-lipped, paler than she had any right to be, Mary V met the look wide-eyed. Bland moved his feet anxiously, watching them both. "I played square with him," he whined. "Either he didn't, or else "
"They are not," said the justice, tight-lipped. "It has been smashed in its turn. It has even been melted down." "Then look at my patents!" insisted Hoddan. "It's stupid " "The patent records," said the justice with unnecessary vehemence, "have been destroyed. Your possessions have been searched for copies. Nobody will ever look at your drawings again not if they are wise!"
I hope I am of this number; I hope that I have the judgment to see when I have committed a mistake and to stop short before I make myself ridiculous." The lawyer smiled, a tight-lipped, acrid sort of smile which nevertheless expressed as much admiration as he ever allowed himself to show. "Judgment, eh?" he echoed.
And then Rhoda Gray, tight-lipped, her face drawn hard, as her own headlights suddenly edged away from the road and opened what looked like a deep ravine on her left, while the road curved to the right, flung a frenzied glance back of her. It was her chance her one chance. Danglar was perhaps a little more than a hundred yards in the rear. Yes now!
At all events, they saw nothing of him before they left in the morning. If they had penetrated his wife's tight-lipped reserve, they might have shared her opinion, that he had gone off on a long drinking-bout with Dan Meldrum. Leisurely Beaudry and his friend rode down through the chaparral to Battle Butte. On the outskirts of the town they met Ned Rutherford.
Nobody yet's double-crossed me an' got away with it, an' nobody ain't goin' to not even a woman. That cañon's pretty deep, an' there's sharp stones a-plenty at the bottom." White-faced and tight-lipped, she turned away from him without a word and led the two horses back to the point he indicated.
Your friend, Chip?" The Little Doctor caught her breath at the venomous accent he employed, and the Old Man half rose from his chair. But Della could fight her own battles. She stood up and faced Dunk, tight-lipped and proud. "Yes, Mr. Whitaker, my friend, Mr. Bennett, of whose friendship I am rather proud, painted the best part of 'The Last Stand."
Violet was lying quite straight and stiff with glassy eyes upturned. Max was bending over her, tight-lipped, motionless, intent. He spoke without turning his head. "Just a teaspoonful not a drop more. The rest water." Olga poured out the dose, controlling her hands with difficulty. "Not a drop more," he reiterated. "There's sudden death in that. Finished? Then give it to me!"
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