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It startled her a little, when they paused in their climb, to hear the pronounced tick of her wrist watch, even the whisper of her own breath. It was as if she had gone to an enchanted land, a place that lay in a great sleep that began in the world's young days, and from which the last reaches of time it could never waken.
Unconsciously she had assumed a modern attitude, with one leg twisted in and out of the other, with her chin on one bent wrist, her other arm across her chest, and its hand hugging her elbow; there was not a line of her that was not involuted, and yet in spite of all she retained a certain grace. "You knew my wishes," Soames went on, "and yet you stayed on there four days.
A ferment principle in saliva, having power to convert starch into sugar. The throbbing of an artery against the finger, occasioned by the contraction of the heart. Commonly felt at the wrist. The central, round opening in the iris, through which light passes into the interior of the eye. The lower opening of the stomach, at the beginning of the small intestine.
The best means discovered by the Gascon was to inclose his treasure, for the present, under locks so solid that no wrist could break them, and so complicated that no master-key could open them. D'Artagnan remembered that the English are masters in mechanics and conservative industry; and he determined to go in the morning in search of a mechanic who would sell him a strong box.
Whereupon Captain Stuart began to explain at large how the northern route had been chosen for its very hazards, the better to throw the partizans off the scent. I listened, eager for every word, but when the horses stirred behind me I was set back upon the oft-recurrent under-thought of how the gloom did also hide a silent figure lying prone, with the three bridle reins knotted round its wrist.
When we got to the tree, he showed me his black knife a very long and deadly weapon laid along his wrist, and "Out dirk," said he; "there's a dog or two of Italy on my track here." His mind, by the stress of his words, was like a hurricane.
"Do you hear that, Ingmar?" asked the old man. "Yes; that must be a dog on the rampage." Then they heard the bark more distinctly; it seemed to be coming nearer, as if the beast were heading straight for the hut. The old man seized Ingmar by the wrist. "Come, boy!" he said. "Get into the house as quick as you can!" "What's the matter?" asked Ingmar, astonished. "Get in, I tell you!"
The lads were strongly tempted to help themselves to Antoine's provisions before they left, but they finally decided not to do so, especially as they believed that they had plenty of their own. "He'll need them all before he gets rid of that sore wrist," Sandy laughed. "He won't be in shape to do much hunting!"
"Curse you and your dog! Do you think I'm a bullock, to be thus dragged down, and make no resistance?" He was in the act of cocking the pistol when a slight blow upon his arm, near the elbow, with the butt of a stock-whip, made him drop it as suddenly as though his limb had been paralyzed from wrist to shoulder.
"What a long time we are in getting home," she said, and bent forward so that the light from the window might fall upon the dial of her wrist watch, then gave a little startled cry and half rose from her seat.
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