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And although he often teased her afterwards, and used to draw a circle on his cheek which, he said, was her especial reservation, she kept her word, even in spite of the temptation which he held out to her to take her to ride if she would relent. One Spring General Huntington's cough suddenly increased, and he began to go downhill so rapidly as to cause much uneasiness to his friends.
Shifting back to it she saw a magnificent stag, with noble spreading antlers, standing like a statue, his head up in alert and wild posture. His color was gray. Beside him grazed two deer of slighter and more graceful build, without horns. "It's downhill," whispered Dale. "An' you're goin' to overshoot." Then Helen saw that Roy had his rifle leveled. "Oh, don't!" she cried.
He swung out through the upper driveway, turned sharply there and came back down the highway speeding up on the downhill grade to San Bernardino. Jim Cassidy came furtively over and settle down for a whispered conference on Casey's bed. "How much did he get off'n YOU?" he asked inquisitively. "Did he clean yuh out?"
The paper has been going downhill for the last year; I know of two publishing houses who have withdrawn their advertising from it, and who never send their books for review. Everyone foresaw that kind of thing from the day Mr Fadge became editor. The tone of his paragraphs has been detestable. Two reviews of the same novel, eh? And diametrically opposed? Ha! Ha!
"Yes." "Yes. But there's the other matter. I've been to see Grace. She didn't say so, but it was easy enough to see; the man she promised to marry and thought was dead, is alive. She's a girl of her word she promised him and she promised her dying uncle and she'll marry him. And then what will become of John Ellery? He'll go downhill so fast that a ship's anchor wouldn't hold him.
The lank whiskey-runner guided the train, by winding draws, into the hills back of the post. Above a small gulch, at the head of it, the teams were stopped and unloaded. The barrels were rolled downhill into the underbrush where they lay cached out of sight. From here they would be distributed as needed. "You boys'll take turn an' turn about watching till I've sold the cargo," West announced.
Now it was all downhill, and Ruby pounded along at an even trot, which seemed to make a sort of accompaniment to David's thoughts To market, to market, To buy a fat pig; Home again, home again, Jig a jig, jig! it said, over and over again. "I wonder whether Antony will know me!" thought David.
"I got caught a thousand times in as many feet last night," Scotty commented. "It's easy by day, but don't try it by night." He led the way through clear spaces between the thorny patches, always going downhill. It wasn't long before Rick saw the road, if it could be called that. It was two ruts with grass growing between them. "Doesn't look like U.S. Highway Number 66," he remarked.
To the west now lay the Rover village, so he had to work his way left, downhill, in order to reach the hole where the Baldies had gone to ground. Ross made that progress with the stealth of a trained scout. Hawaika's moon, triple in size to Terra's companion, was up, and the landscape was sharply clear, with shadows well defined.
When I reached it I found a young woman standing on the porch of the house before me. I was about to say something I know not what when she put her finger on her lips and stepped forward. "Please don't speak loudly," she said. "I am afraid it will frighten mother. She is asleep yet. I suppose you and your house have been sliding downhill?"
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