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Updated: June 12, 2025
His mouth felt dry. His breath came thick and short.
Then he lay motionless, holding back his breath, and listening to the beating of his heart and to the footsteps on the stairs. The footsteps stopped on the landing leading to the outer room, and he could hear the murmur of voices as the two men questioned one another. Then the door was kicked open, and there was a long silence, broken sharply by the click of a revolver.
Yes, again there it was, "Cuckoo, cuckoo," as plain as possible, and nearer than before. "Cuckoo," cried Griselda, "do come and talk to me. It's such a long time since I have seen you, and I have nobody to play with." But there was no answer. Griselda held her breath to listen, but there was nothing to be heard. "Unkind cuckoo!" she exclaimed.
He edged around and edged around and finally brought up the thing I'm pretty sure he came to see me about, my two hundred and fifty shares of Wellmouth Development Company stock." Galusha caught his breath. "Eh?" he exclaimed. "Yes; I think he came to see me about just those shares. Of course, he thinks I've still got them.
Our only hope now was that the land breeze would cease and the sea breeze come in. As the sun rose we gladly noticed the wind lessening, until at eleven o'clock it was calm. Not a breath ruffled the surface of the sea; the sun's rays in the zenith were reflected as from a mirror; the waters seemed like molten lead.
A good man, a man who makes us feel that righteousness is the breath of his nostrils, may change his intellectual opinions many times without losing our confidence, deeply as we may deplore his change. Goodness has an effect on men's minds which can hardly be exaggerated. Conduct is the one sphere in which consistency has an absolute merit.
"Brisbane brought me a breath of what it must mean to be a big newspaper man in the world outside," said Travers, as he stretched and yawned, "why don't we," he continued, "start something to show 'em we're alive, and not dead like so many of the intellects on the Hill!" " s all right to talk about starting something ... that's easy to do.
Draney," uttered the young lieutenant quickly. "Good-bye, sir." "Can't you leave me even six men?" Prescott did not reply, but called: "March the detachment, Sergeant." Hal gave the moving order instantly, the lieutenant cutting off the column obliquely and thus rejoining its head. "The impudence of that fellow!" growled Lieutenant Prescott, under his breath, but Sergeant Hal heard the words.
In the practice of slow breathing make sure that the lungs are as nearly emptied as possible on the expulsion of the breath before beginning a new inspiration, as this gives extra impetus to the fresh supply of air and strengthens all the breathing muscles. If this is not done, moreover, the effect is like two people trying to get in and out of the same narrow door at the same time.
The life of the woods was like sleep to him; the air was marrowy, stimulating; he could feel himself growing quiet and stronger in it. A moment later he drew his breath deeper. "She is coming!" A tall, erect girl, bareheaded, came noiselessly down between the gray trunks of the trees, her feet sinking at each step into the dead, ash-colored moss.
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