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The newspapers and handbills would accumulate in a dusty little heap on the porch; but when she returned there was always a grand cleaning, with the windows open, and Blanche her head bound turbanwise in a towel appearing at a window every few minutes to shake out a dustcloth. She seemed to put an enormous amount of energy into those cleanings as if they were a sort of safety valve.

He wore gold rings in his ears and to cap his piratical-looking figure was a red bandana worn turbanwise upon his head. "What's the matter with you, young feller? Cat got your tongue?" demanded the stranger. "Well, of all things!" finally gasped Lawford. "I thought you were Cap'n Abe. But you're not. You must be Cap'n Amazon Silt." "That's who I be," agreed the other. "His brother!"

The newspapers and handbills would accumulate in a dusty little heap on the porch; but when she returned there was always a grand cleaning, with the windows open, and Blanche her head bound turbanwise in a towel appearing at a window every few minutes to shake out a dustcloth. She seemed to put an enormous amount of energy into those cleanings as if they were a sort of safety valve.

In the gaol yard the pirates sat upon a bench in the sunshine, and one smoked a long pipe, and one brooded upon his irons. Gold rings were in their ears, and their black hair fell from beneath colored handkerchiefs twisted turbanwise around their brows.

The perspiration ran down the travellers' faces and especially down poor Head-nurse's; for she had insisted on taking off her veil to twist it turbanwise round Baby Akbar's head since the Royal Umbrella was forbidden. Foster-mother had tried to take off hers also, but Head-nurse had angrily forbidden her to do any such thing.

The gay headgear, worn turbanwise, with two ends standing upright above plaited folds, and magenta kabajas, with slandangs of apple green, amber or purple, make a blaze of colour against the forest background, or glow amidst the dusky shadows of palm-thatched sheds, where thirsty travellers imbibe pink and yellow syrups, the favourite beverages of the Malay race.

Casey could not see what there was to grin about, and he took it as a direct insult to himself. Mart and Joe sat sullenly on a bench against the wall, and Paw reclined in his bunk at the farther end of the room. A blood-stained bandage wrapped Paw's head turbanwise, and his little, deep-set eyes gleamed wickedly in his pallid face. Casey looked for Hank, but he was not there.