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Updated: May 15, 2025
But hope began to fade as they noticed the gradual compression of her pale sorrowful mouth, the slow gathering of the brows that met in a heavy frown, the tightening of the clenched fingers, the greyish shadow that settled down on the face where renunciation was very legibly written.
I know you well, and I know you're a bit excited; if you will believe me But it was no use. She did not seem to hear him; indeed, it almost seemed as if her ears had become stones. Her hands were clenched, and dragging herself away from him, she would resume her tigerish walk.
You are not hurt yourself, are you?" she exclaimed suddenly, reaching up her hand and catching the sleeve of his tarpaulin, a great lump in her throat. "Me, hurt! not a bit of it, not a scratch of any kind, see!" As an object-lesson he stretched out his arm and with one clenched hand smote his chest gorilla fashion. "But you are all wet " she persisted, in a more reassured tone.
Suddenly she pressed her lips together and clenched her hands feverishly. Had not her sister just handled his tunic lingeringly with a kind of furtive tenderness? Had the scandal already gone so far? Julie Heppner believed that she would die betrayed and forsaken by all; but during her last days she gained a sympathetic friend in the newly appointed deputy sergeant-major Heimert.
When it was opened the second surprise of the evening confronted the fugitive. Jimmie McGraw stood in the hall threatening an angry waiter with his clenched fists. Although the boy was small, and no match for the waiter, he was exceedingly nimble, and the waiter was unable to lay hands on him. "He's tryin' to throw me out," exclaimed Jimmie, grinning at sight of the boys.
Before we could shoot. "Well there we were. They tied our hands behind our backs, and smacked our faces and kicked us a bit, and we were lined up opposite the house where I'd been staying. "And then that poor little chap broke away from his mother, and he run out and saw one of the Boshes, as we call them, fetch me one over the jaw with his clenched fist.
He suddenly swooped upon Denzil, his fingers clenched about the thick throat, insane rage was on him. At that moment there was a knock at the door, it opened, and Carnac stepped inside. He realized the situation and rushed forward. There was no time to struggle. "Let him go," he cried. "You devil let him go." Then with all his might, he struck Tarboe in the face.
Strangely confused in her sentimental soul was her terror of Jeremy's wrath and her own picture of the wretched Hamlet barking his heart out, frightened, thirsty, and lonely. Her teeth began to chatter; she clenched her hands together. Miss Jones went across the courtyard, calling: "Hamlet! Hamlet!"
Why, Joy Evans, you'd get so excited over an arrowhead that you'd lose your footing!" Kit cried. "I thought you had more sense than that." Between clenched teeth Joy answered, "It wasn't an arrowhead! It was an arrow carved on the rock." "Don't be silly, Joy. You're dreaming!" laughed Kit. "If I thought you were just teasing me, Joy, I wouldn't be sorry about your poor foot."
It flamed up brilliantly, and in the strong red light he half opened a clenched hand and showed me two gold pieces, and beneath them a folded paper. I looked at his furtive eyes and brutal, doltish face, but he kept them blank as a wall. The hand closed again over the treasure within it, and he turned away as if to leave the room.
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