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Two nights later, as the White Cobra sat mourning in the darkness of the vault, ashamed, and robbed, and alone, the turquoise ankus whirled through the hole in the wall, and clashed on the floor of golden coins. "Ah-ha! It returns, then. I said the thing was Death. How comes it that thou art still alive?" the old Cobra mumbled, twining lovingly round the ankus-haft.
"Well, I really don't recollect the prophecy," replied Marston. "What! do you forget the gypsy who predicted that you were to murder me, Dick eh?" "Ah-ha, ha!" laughed Marston, with a start. "Don't you remember it now?" urged his companion. "Ah, why yes, I believe I do," said Marston; "but another prophecy was running in my mind; a gypsy prediction, too.
Bob-cat he tried to slip past unseen. When Old Mother Nature stepped in front of him, he couldn't look her in the face, try as he would. "'Ah-ha! said she. 'You are the one who left his honor in Turkey Wood. From this time forth you shall be an outcast, friendless and alone, hated by every one. "And so it was, and has been ever since. And so it is with Yowler today.
When he heard him calling past the house to imaginary flocks a scowl came upon his face. "Ah-ha!" he said, "another conspiracy! Last time it was a hunchback tailor. This time they come from the country. They signal by the cries of shepherds. Well, I shall do the driving for them!" There and then he had the shepherd boy apprehended, bound, and put in a cell.
Then, making scared eyes, "What has that got to do," she demanded, "with the wicked men that keep watch of this house?" Gwendolyn swallowed. "What wicked men?" she questioned apprehensively. "Ah-ha!" triumphed Jane. "I thought that'd catch you! Now just let me ask you another question: Why are there bars on the basement windows?" Gwendolyn's lips parted to reply. But no words came.
First slightly nodding to herself, as if assenting to some mental remark, she asked, "Which way are you goin'? For my part I rather think we're changin' places, me to see Miss Ann, and you to see Miss Martha." "You're wrong!" he exclaimed. "I was only going to make a little neighborly call on the Doctor." "On the Doctor! Ah-ha! it's come to that, has it? Well, I won't be in the way."
"Wait!" said Jerry, just at this stage of the journey, and he jumped from his horse to recover something that he had seen the German lieutenant drop. It proved to be a packet of papers, bearing the official German army seal. "Ah-ha!" Jerry cried, riding up to the officer and thrusting the documents out before him. "So you thought to get rid of them, eh?
Jerry looked and said "Oh!" and our man said "Ah-ha!" And at the end of all the stories we realized that we didn't know, even now, how he happened to be sailing along just in time to rescue us. "I sailed all the way from Bluar Boor," he said, "on purpose to see you. To tell the truth, I had designs on the 'Sea Monster' which will not be carried out now.
But at length he looked up, and in doing this he saw the girls and revealed his own countenance. "Ah-ha!" he ejaculated, and stood upright. He was not a small man, but he was very bony. He had a big, long, smoothly-shaven face, on which his beard had sprouted in patches only, and these shaven patches were gray, whereas the rest of his face was smooth and dead-white.
"The day is feex, and I am bes' man." "What do you think about it, though? Don't you think he'll break out again?" Ringfield's anxious bitter inflections could not escape Poussette. "Ah-ha! Mr. Ringfield, sir you remember that I wanted Miss Clairville for myself? Bigosh but I have got over that, fine! Sir, I tell you this, me, a common man you can get over anything if you make up the mind.
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