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'Big leaguers of some kind, thinks Cogan, and asked the fruit-stand keeper who they were, and the fruit-seller said 'Torero. "'Torero? Torero? Ah-h-h' Cogan recalled his 'Spanish Without A Master' 'Ah-h-h, of course, Toreros Toreadors' he remembered the opera 'Carmen' bull-fighters. Cogan got up and followed them.
"Oui, c'est bien Madame George Eveleth. Oui, oui. Non. Je comprends. C'est Monsieur de Melcourt. Oui oui Dites-le-moi tout de suite j'insiste Oui oui. Ah-h-h!" The last, prolonged, choking exclamation came as the cry of one who sinks, smitten to the heart. Mrs. Eveleth was able to move at last. When she reached the other room, Diane was crouched in a little heap on the floor. "He's dead?
It was a wild-sounding cackle, and quickly turned into a wail. "Ah-h! Ah-h-h!" She faced him again, head up and hands down. "That, Mr Carey, is the one way out of it that is utterly, absolutely, eternally impossible." "Why?" he demanded, with his man's dull incomprehension, and went on to demonstrate that there was no other. "I do not wish," he lied chivalrously, "to take any other.
Yes, truly, but by no means "slow." "Easy," the great hammer swings about his head in whirling circles, swift and ever swifter. Once and twice the great muscles in back and arms and back and legs knotted in bunches thrice! "Ah-h-h!" A long, wailing, horrible sound, half moan, half cry, breaks from the people.
And my spies report to me that a greater army is on the way than ever yet came to the rape of Armenia. These handful of hamidieh that ye think are all there is to be faced are but the outflung skirmishers. It was plain to me that Zeitoon can not last. So I made a new plan, and kept it secret." "Ah-h-h! So that was the way you took us into confidence? Always secrets behind secrets, Kagig!
"Ah-h-h!" roared the Prince, with chattering teeth, "what a stubborn rascal you are! Come here, and I give you my word that I will not hurt you. Nay," seeing that the man did not move, "you shall dine with me as often as you please. You shall be my friend; by St. Vladimir, I like you!" "Make the sign of the cross, and swear it by all the Saints," said the merchant, composedly.
There was a strange air of unsubstantiality about it the earth was not the solid earth, the watercourses were moonlight rather than water, the light was water rather than light, the trees were shadows.... "Ah-h-h," said Joanna Godden.
The heart should keep its thousand doors all open, each heart-string a latch-string, and each latch-string out. Marjorie Clark met her companion's eyes above the rim of his stein. "Looks more like hell on a busy day down here than like Christmas Eve, don't it?" He was warmed, and the tight skin had softened as dried fruit expands in water. "Ah-h-h, but I feel better, kiddo."
The feller that downed Sandy was a tenderfoot. Yep, a greenhorn." "Ah-h-h," drawled Nash softly, "I thought so." "You did?" "Anyway, let's hear the story. Another drink on me, Flanders." "It was like this. Along about evening of yesterday Sandy was in here with a couple of other boys.
"Now now's your chance!" yelled the Manorites. To their flaming senses the ball appeared to be lying, a huge blurred sphere, upon the muddy grass; and the Elevens were stupidly staring at it. The Saints be praised! Some fellow can move. Who is it? The players, big and little, are so daubed with mud from head to foot as to be unrecognizable. Ah-h-h! It's young Verney. "Good kid!
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