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Updated: May 18, 2025


This was their cousin, Don Primitivo, who had memorized the "Amat," a man of some forty years, plump, big-paunched, and elegantly dressed. "Quid video?" he exclaimed as he entered. "What's happening? Quare?" "Ay, cousin!" cried the woman, running toward him in tears, "I've sent for you because I don't know what's going to become of us. What do you advise?

Here one picked at the white breast of a languid, tortured woman who lay bathed in flame; one with a glowing hook thrust a lamentable big-paunched wretch down into a bath of molten liquor; one with pleased intentness turned the handle of a churn, from the top of which protruded the head of a fair-haired boy, all distorted with pain and terror.

Such were the thoughts that passed through my mind as I walked back from the Vale of Bones by the side of the big-paunched Goza, whom I caught eyeing me from time to time as a curious crow eyes any object that has attracted his attention. "Goza," I said at last, "do the Zulus really mean to fight the English?" He turned and pointed to a spot where the hills ran down into the great plain.

Carleton, "Royal" Carleton, reached for a match, and, to keep his lips straight, clamped them firmly on the amber mouthpiece of his brier, and stumpy, big-paunched Tommy Regan, the master mechanic, who was sitting in a chair by the window, reached hurriedly into his back pocket for his chewing and looked out of the window to hide a grin, as the two came in and ranged themselves in front of the super's desk Hawkeye, six feet and a hundred and ninety pounds, with Toddles trailing him, mostly cap and buttons and no weight at all.

Old Colonel Purviance, of the Chesapeake Club, for one a big-paunched man who always wore, summer and winter, a reasonably white waistcoat and a sleazy necktie; swore in a loud voice and dropped his g's when he talked. "Bit 'em off," his friends said, as he did the end of his cigars.

He would get out, he must get out, at all hazards! Suddenly the woman began to scream, with harsh and piercing cries that seemed to rip the very atmosphere. At the third scream, or the fourth, the key was turned and the door jerked open. In its aperture, three men stood the two who had been so long trailing Gabriel, and a policeman, burly, red-jowled, big-paunched. Gabriel stared at them.

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