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"Sit down!" cried the latter, "or you'll have us both overboard." There was no help for it; down sat Mr. Podington; and, as with a great splash he came heavily upon the seat, the water rose to his waist. "Ough!" said he. "Thomas, shout for help." "No use doing that," replied Buller, still standing on his nautical legs; "I don't see anybody, and I don't see any boat. We'll get out all right.
Just then an old woman appeared with a candle at the top of a wooden staircase. "What do you want?" she asked. I told her that I was billeted at her house. She came downstairs, and, looking at my billet, told me in German to follow her. I ascended the stairs. Passing an open door, I saw two men naked to the waist at work before an oven.
They were rough-looking desperadoes, with sun-blackened faces, and an immensity of beard; their wide short trousers were confined about the waist by belts, often clasped with a rough plate of gold, and sustaining always a long knife, and in some instances, a sword.
One after the other, she belted them around her waist, until she had on twenty petticoats at a time. Proud she was of her skirts, even though they made her look like a barrel. When her mother, and maids, and all the women of Groen-e-veld, young and old, saw the princess set the fashion, they all followed.
He put his arm round my waist, and I put my head on his shoulder." Burton had come back more like a mummy than a man, with cadaverous face, brown-yellow skin hanging in bags, his eyes protruding and his lips drawn away from this teeth the legacy of twenty-one attacks of fever. When the question of their marriage was brought before her parents, Mr.
Her boots were sopping, her skirt wet to the waist, her face was scratched, and her hair was coming down, but she never complained. Francis was seemingly tireless and was always the one to lead the way when we started afresh. It was heavy going, for at every step our feet sank deep in the leaves. The forest was undulating with deep hollows and steep banks, which tried us a good deal.
"Yes, take it," he murmured, thrusting the envelope in the bosom of her waist, and, as if it had burned his fingers, he ran to his room. For a long time he paced his room to and fro, frowning, and even jumping, and moaning aloud as if from physical pain, as he thought of the scene. But what is to be done? It is always thus.
It was Harry as he had pictured him night after night when he had lain awake thinking of the time when they would meet; clothed, too, just the same as any other camel driver, with thin cotton garments tightened diagonally across the body, and about the thighs, looking more like bandages than ordinary clothes, confined by another broad band about the waist.
Dropping to his knees, Barnes felt for and touched wet, coarse garments, and gasped: "My God! Have you killed him?" "Temporarily," said Sprouse, between his teeth. "Here, unwind the rope I've got around my waist. Take the end here. Got a knife? Cut off a section about three feet long. I'll get the gag in his mouth while you're doing it.
"I have known it longer than you have, my dear. Besides, the mere loss is nothing compared with that which led to it. The worst of it is the overthrow of all your prospects, my dear fellow." "Oh," said Jock, brightly, "it only means that we have something and somebody to work for now;" and he threw his arms round her waist and kissed her. "Oh! my dear, dear boy, don't!
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