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Was this Titan that had saved him sculpturing some figure from the metal hill? Click-click! it vibrated as regularly as the keen pulse of a watch. He lay and wondered for a long time, but fell asleep again; and the steely iteration went on in his dreams. In the morning The Man came to him, and cared for his hurts, and gave him food; but still would speak no word.
"The Senate rejects the canal treaty," read out Indiman. "Now for the next quotation of Panama common; the last sale was at 70 1/2. Will you take the tape, Mr. Barnes?" There was an instant's pause in the click-click of the instrument, the heart-gripping lull before the breaking of the tempest.
When the six strokes of the hour chimed out from the old parish church which forms the centre of the town of Lacville, as if by enchantment there rose sounds of stir both indoors and out. A woman came out of the lodge of the Villa du Lac, and slowly opened the great steel and gilt gates. Sylvia heard the rush of bath water, even the queer click-click of a shower bath.
Now then," his two hands moved briskly, there was a click-click; and then: "There you are; that explains it, my good Mr. and Mrs. Filippo Bucarelli; explains it completely!" And as he stepped aside on saying this, those who were watching, those who heard Lady Wilding's scream and Mr.
She went to the fireplace and hung the kettle on the hook, blew the coals to a blaze with a pair of leaky bellows, and sat down before the fire once more to wait for the water to boil. She knit round and round her stocking, and there was no sound in the room but the click-click of her needles, and the tick-tick of the clock, and the little purring noise of the fire on the hearth.
Holding the half-opened sheets in her hand, the lady closed her eyes and sat motionless, as if in the grasp of an absorbing thought. With the disappearing child, the signs of life on the hillside had diminished. The traffic of the street passed far below, the sharp click-click of a pedestrian now and then sounded above, but no one passed her way.
A warm drink would be better than milk this morning." "Nothing, thank you." "Nothing, James! You may go." James departed. Aunt Maria went on with her knitting, the click-click of the needles sounding startlingly distinct in the silent room. Darsie sat shamed and miserable, now that her little ebullition of spleen was over, acutely conscious of the rudeness of her behaviour.
The young woman looked at her surprised, as if she had broken some rule of etiquette, and answered: "No." "Then don't, please. I can see that he's too busy. I won't wait." The young woman abstractedly placed a sheet of paper in her typewriter. "Very well," she said. "Good morning!" And before Nedda reached the door she heard the click-click of the machine, reducing Mr. Cuthcott to legibility.
Then there was a little gurgling sound, "like the baby made when it was swallowing"; then something went "click-click" and "cluck-cluck," so that she sat up in bed. When she did so she was attracted by something else that seemed creeping from the back door toward the center of the room.
Frank admitted his identity, and was invited into a smaller room opening from the apartment in which the others waited. Ned and Jimmie listened for some moments to the steady click-click of metal which came, or appeared to come, from the ground directly underneath their feet, and then Ned arose and crept forward. "Where you goin'?" whispered Jimmie. "Down there." Ned pointed to the dark corner.
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