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An' I can see be th' look on ye that 'tis yer opinion 'tis a mighty dead cat." "That cat," said the veterinary slowly, "is as dead as it can be. A cat can't be any deader than that one is." "It cannot," said Flannery positively. "But it can be longer dead."
"What next?" "The Lord knows!" "Something has to be done. We are up against a dead wall again. And for some reason it strikes me as a deader wall than ever before." Carroll nodded. "We cannot stay in Banbridge any longer?" Anna said, interrogatively. "We may have to," Carroll replied, curtly. "You mean?" "There may be a little difficulty about getting out.
A bell on a mustang rang somewhere off in the valley and gave out a low, strange, reverberating echo from wall to wall. When it ceased a silence set in that was deader than any silence he had ever felt, but gradually he became aware of the low murmur of the brook. For the rest there was no sound of wind, no bark of dog or yelp of coyote, no sound of voice in the village.
The boys had coined a great many words whose meaning was evident enough but I wonder greatly why Tom and Helen had never taught them the proper substitutes. Among others was the word "deader," whose meaning I could not imagine. Budge shouted: "O Tod; there comes a deader. See where all them things like rooster's tails are a-shakin'? Well, there's a deader under them."
Strange that a man should be able to lash himself up into such a spiteful fury, not only against the living but the dead, with whom he engages in a sort of sciomachy in every page. Poor dull and dead Malone is the shadow at which he thrusts his 'Jonson, as he did at poor Monck Mason, still duller and deader, in his Massinger." Mr.
And away he went up the hill in a desperate scramble, with loose stones rattling, and the bottoms of his feet showing constantly through the volley of dirt and chips flung out behind him. That killed the fierce imagination bear of childhood days deader than any bullet could have done, and convinced me that Mooween is at heart a timid creature.
"Somehow, Lieutenant, 'mort' seems deader than 'dead. It has a coffinish sound. And over there they're all 'tod, and it's all the same damned silly thing. Look at them set out here, black and white, like a checkerboard. The next question is, who put 'em here, and what's the good of it?" "Search me," the other murmured absently.
"And you couldn't wash yourself," interrupted his companion gravely, staring up at his grimy visage. "No, nor drink. And Mr. Bender, he was the fust to go, and then Indian Pete, and then Mrs. McGregor, and then Johnny Hones, and then, dearie, your mother." "Then mother's a deader too," cried the little girl dropping her face in her pinafore and sobbing bitterly.
'T is a signal ye c'u'd tell in th' darrk." He hurried to the back door. The cat was there, all right. A little deader than it had been, perhaps, but it was there on the step, long hair and all. "Hurroo!" shouted Flannery. "An' me thinkin' I w'u'd niver see it again! Can ye smell th' proof, Misther Inspictor? 'T is good sthrong proof fer ye! An' I sh'u'd have knowed it all th' while.
The fellow Conniston had shot in the thigh, and the man whom he had seen a companion strike with a knife, cutting him deeply in the neck, were carried into the tent, water thrust up to their parched lips, their wounds bound swiftly and gently. The Chinaman Mundy rolled over with his foot. "Deader 'n hell," he grunted. "Might as well leave him where he is until plantin'-time."
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