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"Oh! now I think of it," said Rose Pompon, suddenly, in a whisper, as she turned towards Ninny Moulin, and withdrew further from the portress, "what is to became of Philemon?" "Philemon?" "If he should arrive " "Oh! the devil!" said Ninny Moulin, scratching his ear. "Yes; if Philemon should arrive, what will they say to him? for I may be a long time absent." "Three or four months, I suppose."

"I knew you would come to me," said Katie, in a rapid and joyous whisper; "and here you are you dear, good boy!" At this Harry's heart beat with a rapture that was positive pain. "I had to come. I could not keep away," he whispered. "I was just dreaming that you were with me," whispered Katie, "and it all seems so awfully natural. But won't the others see you?" "H-s-s-s-s-sh!" said Harry.

'Sorcerer! exclaimed Alp Arslan, 'insolent sorcerer! base son of a base mother! dog of dogs! dost thou defy us? Does thy master Eblis whisper hope? Dost thou laugh at our punishments? Wilt thou fly into the air? wilt thou sink into the earth? eh, eh? Is it so, is it so? The breathless monarch ceased, from the exhaustion of passion.

The words fell from Wabi's lips very slowly, and so low that they were scarce above a whisper. Mukoki seemed to have ceased breathing. Rod's eyes met the old warrior's. "What does it mean?" Wabi had pulled his knife and was digging into the tree. A few deep cuts and the golden bullet lay exposed to view. "What does it mean?" repeated the white youth. Again he addressed his question to Mukoki.

The reason is, there is a water-spirit haunts this valley and a wicked wight they say he is who takes delight in mischief and witcheries of this sort. But I have learned a charm; and if you will let me whisper it in your horse's ear, he will stand just as quiet as my silver greys there." "Try your luck, then, and help us as quickly as possible!" said the impatient knight.

What was to be the end of it all the twins had no idea, but it certainly seemed as though for the present they were to be the guests of their own uncle, who knew nothing of the tie that existed betwixt them. "Shall we say aught to him, Gaston?" asked Raymond, in a low whisper, as the pair sat over the glowing fire together.

She sat down in her chair again, rested her elbows on the table and her chin in her hands, in the pose already so familiar to him, and added quietly, "He is the source of all my present trouble." She stopped and turned her head to listen. "Do you hear anything moving in the hall?" she asked, almost in a whisper. "No. Shall I look?" She shook her head. "Don't unbolt the door." "You're nervous.

Did ever you hear of General John Regan?" "Of course I did," said Dr. O'Grady. "He's a well-known millionaire, just the sort of man to be touring the country in a big motor. Go you off now and settle with the Major about the filly. I'll entertain the General for you." "For God's sake, doctor, be careful what you say," said Doyle in a whisper.

"'Think, said he, and he leaned over the desk, and spoke in a gruesome whisper which made the cold run down our backs, 'that yon paper was your finger, one finger only of your hand, and it burned like that for ever and ever, and think of your hand and your arm and your whole body all on fire, never to go out. We shuddered that you might have heard the form creak.

From the tradition of the world too he breaks away, from the great murmuring shell which gives back to us our cries and questionings and protests soothed into soft, easeful things and smooth orthodox complacencies, for it was shaped by humanity to whisper back to it what it wished to hear.