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"But you must let me hold it." "Bien." As he took the umbrella he caught her eye. He stopped still in his tracks. "But you're the girl at the Rat qui Danse." "And you were at the next table with the man who sang?" "How amusing!" "Et celui-la! O il etait rigolo...." She burst out laughing; her head, encased in a little round black hat, bobbed up and down under the umbrella. Andrews laughed too.
Little Jim's black hat bobbed steadily up the switchbacks. Presently he was on the stretch of trail at the end of which his father waited, concealed in the brush. As Little Jim's pony approached the bend it pricked its ears and snorted. "Git along, you!" said Jimmy. "Where you goin'?" queried Cheyenne, stepping out on the trail. Little Jim gazed blankly at his father.
To the left, from behind tall cliffs of masonry pierced with innumerable windows that were not lit, yet gleamed like the eyes of a blind dog, there jutted out the last spans of a bridge, set thickly with large lights whose images bobbed on the current beneath like vast yellow water-flowers.
Warrington's head, who bobbed just in time, so that the missile flew across the room, and broke against the wainscot opposite, breaking the face of a pictured ancestor of the Esmond family, and then itself against the wall, whence it spirted a pint of good port wine over the chaplain's face and flowered wig. "Great heavens, gentlemen, I pray you to be quiet!" cried the parson, dripping with gore.
Jim bobbed his float up and down despairingly. "This is the most fishless creek!" he said. "Well, the only thing left to tell you is where the swagman came in." "Oh, by Jove," Harry said, "I forgot the swaggie." "Was it his fault the fire started?" inquired Wally. "Rather!
"Ah, that'll be Marion!" he said. "Nobody else would be on the marshes at this hour." Then a little wind of anger blew over his voice. "Has she been to his tomb? Can she have been to his tomb in the time? It's a steep climb for her. I wonder.... I wonder...." The lantern bobbed out of sight behind the elm row.
Mix's name was frequently listed on committees, yet it never bobbed up in connection with an obscure cause, however worthy, or among the names of unimportant citizens. He was convinced that Mr. Mix had an ulterior motive political, social, financial but the worst of it was that Mr. Mix had come with support which couldn't be sidetracked.
A sunbonnet bobbed at the stile and Chris appeared, bearing a roll of chintz for Newtake blinds. In her other hand she carried half a dozen bluebells from the woods, and she came with the free gait acquired in keeping stride through long tramps with Will when yet her frocks were short. Martin loved her characteristic speed in walking. So Diana doubtless moved.
Charley, who knew as much about the psychology of women as he did of the mental states of Buddhist contemplatives, felt vaguely flattered. "So I've decided," she continued, her voice rising slightly, "that early next week I'm going down to the Sevier Hotel barber-shop, sit in the first chair, and get my hair bobbed."
Johnny went over to speak to our neighbour, who was engaged in tossing out shovelfuls of earth from an excavation into which he had nearly disappeared. At Johnny's hail, he straightened his back, so that his head bobbed out of the hole like a prairie dog. "No, it doesn't matter where you dig," he answered Johnny's question. "The pay dirt is everywhere."
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