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"Business!" she cackled, "I am glad to hear of it. James is too much of a gad-about to earn money, but people are always asking him to their houses. He is a dear fellow. I am sure you will like him, Cynthia." Medenham had heard enough.
"Do you mind not talking to me for a minute?" said Average Jones curtly. "Told to hold my tongue in my own house by uninvited stripling," cackled the other. "You' re a singular young man. Have it your own way." After a five minutes' silence the visitor turned from the window and spoke. "There has been a deadly danger loose about here for which Professor Moseley felt himself responsible.
"Revenge! sweet revenge!" cackled the hag in a blood-curdling voice. Again the girl moved and moaned; yet she seemed unable to change her position. "Rest yourself comfortably, my girl; you won't be in trouble long," muttered the demon woman, with a grin that was absolutely sickening. Poor Nell!
But O-Tar gave no heed to him, leaping instead swiftly toward the throne. "Stop, coward!" cried I-Gos. The people looked at the little old man in amazement. "Men of Manator," he cackled in his thin, shrill voice, "wouldst be ruled by a coward and a liar?" "Down with him!" shouted O-Tar. "Not until I have spoken," retorted I-Gos. "It is my right.
"He, he, he!" cackled Mr Smythe again, while Dick Popplethorne, who had joined me by the taffrail and was intently listening like myself to "Joe's" yarn, burst out in a regular guffaw, which he had to choke his fist into his mouth to suppress; for, any such violent expression of merriment was totally at variance with the discipline of a man-of-war and had to be checked at once for the good of the service!
Nigel cackled gently as he detailed that, by an agreeable coincidence, it happened that her Grace had suddenly become filled with pious fervour roused thereto by a good-looking locum tenens result, painful discoveries the pair being now rumoured to be keeping a lodging-house together somewhere in Australia.
"Good!" cackled the little detective when his glance fell on them. "I'm glad to see there's one live man in the bunch. I presume you've disposed of Mr. Robert Fenley, Mr. Trenholme?" "Yes," said the artist. "His affairs seem to be common property. His brother evidently knew he was out of doors, and now you " Furneaux woke up at that. "His brother! How can you know what his brother knew?" "Mr.
He looked up as Barbara's figure darkened the doorway. "Jose!" said the girl. The old man rose to his feet and came toward her. "Eh? Senorita, eh?" he cackled. "You are Jose?" she asked. "Si, senorita," replied the old Indian. "What can poor old Jose do to serve the beautiful senorita?" "You can carry a message to one of Pesita's officers," replied the girl.
The two birds cackled a while in the early morning; all day the water tinkled in the shaft, the bores ground sawdust in the planking of our crazy palace infinitesimal sounds; and it was only with the return of night that any change would fall on our surroundings, or the four crickets begin to flute together in the dark.
Turning away the next instant, he vaulted astride the bare back of the mare, and started at a gallop in the direction of the turnpike. "I'll be blessed if that little gal of Reuben Merryweather's ain't his religion," commented young Adam. "An' he's of the opinion that he's going to marry her this comin' spring," cackled Solomon.
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