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The hero of the moment made an attempt to follow her example, uttered a groan, made a wry face, and came to a halt. "Are you hurt?" Rose asked. "I have twisted an ankle on that confounded ice sprained it, I am afraid, in the struggle with the horse. If I can walk but no, my locomotive powers, I find, are at a standstill for the present. Now, then, Mademoiselle, what are we to do?"
I it is rather hard for a man of my age to defend his manner of life to one of your age, even when he himself is wholly convinced that that manner is not -unrighteous. And in this particular case, to one of his son's best friends." He twisted his fingers around the rim of his glass. Oliver started to speak but Mr. Piper put up his hand.
At the end of each story he asked von Moll how he thought the Emperor would deal with a country like Ireland. Von Moll twisted his moustaches fiercely and told Gorman that if Ireland had been a German dependency she would have ceased to trouble the world early in the eighteenth century.
A comrade in pity twisted a handkerchief around the wounded limb as an impromptu tourniquet, and thus having staunched the flowing blood, placed the slender form of the unfortunate soldier under a tree and passed on.
He could still recall the smell of it. Now his right hand smoothed the bloated skin tenderly. He twisted it about, and balanced it in his hand. Yes, he could do it! The Russian was not looking up. There was a convenient ledge, some three feet above his head. There the sack would strike and burst. The boy smiled, in contemplation of that bursting.
"We all are once you get to know us," returned Audrey, persistently cheerful. "And Sara Sara won't let you go either, Garth." His sensitive, bitter mouth twisted suddenly. "If you don't mind," he said quickly, "we won't talk about Sara. And I won't keep you any longer from your guests. It was just like you to take it as you have done, Audrey.
With a strong sash, from his own hot neck, bound and twisted, tight as wax, around his damaged waist, I set him upon Winnie's back, and placed his trembling feet in stirrups, with a band from one to another, under the good mare's body; so that no swerve could throw him out: and then I said, "Lean forward, Tom; it will stop your hurt from bleeding."
The woman, frightened, unwilling to become the participant of a scene of any sort, stood looking here and there. Orde, comprehending her embarrassment, twisted his antagonist about, and, before he could recover his equilibrium sufficiently to offer resistance, propelled him rapidly to the open door, the passengers hastily making way for them.
You hearing this, Guatt?" "Yeah. It makes sense. Sort of. Now, stop pestering me. Sharll, look here a minute." The normal-space astrogator conferred with him; Alvyn Karffard, the executive officer, joined them. Finally Kirbey pulled out the big red handle, twisted it, and said, "All right, jumping." He shoved it in. "I suppose I cut it too fine; now we'll get kicked back half a million miles."
I twisted and turned, and I swear I ran at least twenty blocks on the straight away. And I never saw that Chinaman again. The hat was a dandy, a brand-new Stetson, just out of the shop, and it was the envy of the whole push. Furthermore, it was the symbol that I had delivered the goods. I wore it for over a year.
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