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You promised about Cochise. But Carmena she says Slade that maybe I'll have to marry him unless you have heaps of grit. He's no better than Cochise. But at least he's not an Indian, Mena says." Lennon patted the yellow locks of the girl's back-flung head. "Never fear, Blossom. We will take care of you. Where is Carmena?" "She's still looking for Dad's old pick for you. We found the pan and spade.
God d n ye for a dhrunken waster! giddap! or I'll put th' boots tu yeh!" Terrible was the menace of the giant Irishman's face, his back-flung boot and his snarling, curiously low-pitched voice. "No! not Burke, old man! . . . ah, don't!" gasped the rich tenor voice pleadingly from the snow "ah, don't, Burke! . . . remember, remember . . . St. Agnes' Eve "St. Agnes' Eve.
The forefeet of Satan landed in the noose, and the next instant the back-flung weight of Gus tightened the rope, and Satan shot over upon his side, flinging the master clear of the saddle. It sent him rolling over and over in the dust, and Sliver Waldron was on his feet with both guns in action, sending bullet after bullet towards the tumbling body.
I cert'nly would." And now anger came to its own again. "You don't know what you're talking about, Nan Bryerson! You're nothing but a a miserable little heathen; my mother said you was!" he cried out after her. But a back-flung grimace was all the answer he had.
There were so many different wonderful things he had for her to think about; his steady eyes that changed from warm-gray to steel-gray, and back, and could look as if they loved you or hated you or admired you or fathered you, while the rest of his face told nothing at all; the little gold glint in his fair hair and the way it curled when it was damp weather; his square, back-flung shoulders; the strong way he had of moving you about, as if you were a doll the way his voice sounded when she said certain words
Guess we all of us gave the giddy 'ha! ha'. Felt quite chipper after it, too, the bunch of us . . . well then?" "Sh-sh!" came the sergeant's back-flung, guarded growl, "quit your gab there! We're gettin' nigh, bhoys here's th' brush forninst his place . . . must go mighty quiet an' careful now."
There was amazing resolution in her back-flung head, and on her face was the look of one who sets sail into unknown seas. Someway somehow, through a mist of light and a blur of sound, he met her and the cling of her arms about his neck moved him to tears. No word was uttered till the Major called from the doorway: "Mr. Ramsey, Mrs. Thayer wants to know if you won't come and have some dinner."
But Paulette had moved off with Marcia and a peremptory gesture of her back-flung head that kept Macartney behind her. I came behind him. And because he had no idea of all I knew about him, he took things as they looked on the surface. With Paulette leading, and me on Macartney's heels, we filed into the living room. There was a light there, but the fire was out.
The city man tossed restlessly and once looking out across the stretch of the rafted logs, he saw a single figure stripped to the skin in the sheeted down-pour of cold rain. He saw it only when the lightning flashed with the spectral effect of beauty. It stood straight with back-flung shoulders and head upturned into the rain like some wild high-priest of storm worship.
But of White Fell's wiles he had infinite apprehension, for how might she not avail herself of the savage jaws of these wolves, akin as they were to half her nature. She vouchsafed to them nor look nor sign; but Christian, on an impulse to assure himself that she should not escape him, caught and held the back-flung edge of her furs, running still.
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