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"Andy Bishop?" he echoed irresolutely. "Andy Bishop? Who air Andy Bishop?" Burnett lifted a huge fist, but dropped it again. The time hadn't arrived to punch from Skinner the knowledge he wanted. Later, perhaps "Now none of that, Skinner," he barked savagely. "None of that, you hump-backed brute.
Meantime, they have to stand the gaff; they must do what they can to keep an organisation." "But all the active men will be fired!" "No, not quite all they seldom get them all." Here the stolid old German put in. In the last year the company had turned out more than six thousand men because of union activity or suspicion of it. "Six thousand!" echoed Hal. "You mean from this one district?"
He echoed the word after a long pause. He was plainly surprised. "You knew that I was here, then?" "Not until a moment ago, when I heard your footstep." As this appeared to surprise him still more, she added, "You have, whether you know it or not, a noticeable footstep, and I a quick ear. Shall I tell you where, unless fancy played me a trick, I last proved its quickness?"
You can kill a German, but you can't convince him. How long have you been here?" I did not reply at once. "About ten days." "Ten days!" he echoed. "What on earth has kept you in this ruin that long?" "Rest," said I, glibly. "But I am going away to-morrow. We'll go together. They will not know what to do with two of us." "Yes, they will. You will be taken for my accomplice. . . . Hark!
I could put up with it if that were so, but it would be awful if we were separated; for even if one saw a chance for escape he could not let the others know.” “You may be sure, Dimchurch, that whatever opportunity I might see I would not avail myself of it unless I could take you both off with me.” “The same here, sir,” Dimchurch said; and the words were echoed by Tom.
"That chap upstairs seems rather queerish," George had said to his brother, after finding Tom lower and weaker than usual. "He's in a bad way, isn't he, Phil?" "No; there's nothing serious the matter with him. He's rather low to-night, that's all." "Rather low!" echoed George Sheldon. "He seems to me so very low, that he can't sink much lower without going to the bottom of his grave.
"Strangers?" echoed the girl, pain mingling with her surprise. "And yet he saved my life!" "Yes, thank God, he saved your life," cried her brother, "and we shall never cease to be grateful to him, but but oh, drop it just now please, Moira. You don't know and here we are. How white Mandy is. What a terrible experience for us all!" "Terrible indeed," echoed the doctor. "Terrible?" said Moira.
Hardly had the general appeared on the portico than cries of "Vive Bonaparte!" echoed through the courtyard into the street, where they were taken up by the dragoons drawn up in line before the gate. "That's a good omen, general," said Roland. "Yes. Give Lefebvre his commission at once; and if he has no horse, let him take one of mine. Tell him to meet me in the court of the Tuileries."
It was useless because he knew, as did everyone in the village, how much each man had; it was torturous because it entailed such a great deal of writing. Prince Prozorovsky had risen at daybreak. The sun glared fiercely over the bare autumn-swept park and into the drawing-room windows. The wedding cry of the ravens echoed through the autumnal stillness that hung broodingly over the Steppe.
But I request that no announcement of your engagement be made, or any further arrangements made concerning it, for that fourteen days." "I am quite willing, father," Margaret acquiesced. "And I, sir," Francis echoed. "In which case," Sir Timothy concluded, rising to his feet, lighting a cigarette and taking up his hat and gloves, "I shall go peaceably away.
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