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Updated: May 21, 2025
Under the green shade of some tropical evergreens, I spotted a few savages who looked extremely startled at our approach. In this long, blackish object advancing flush with the water, didn't they see some fearsome cetacean that they were obliged to view with distrust? Just then Captain Nemo asked me what I knew about the shipwreck of the Count de La Pérouse.
Locally it was not, of course, so highly esteemed. Cottagers said it was "a lonesome, fearsome bit o'country," and, whether because of the ugly memories that hung about it, or in view of extremely modern stories of disagreements between Chase guardians and poachers, considered it an undesirable short cut after dark from anywhere to anywhere.
By boring a hole in the partition wall separating their campong from the inner one he had disclosed to the horrified view of his men the fearsome brutes harbored so close to them.
Still hauling in the ladder with one hand, he held out the other, on which luminous wisps were writhing like glow-worms' ghosts. "You are responsible," he said. "You gave me an excellent idea, and I was obliged to carry it out." "What have you done?" "Arranged a fearsome bogey in the cave." "But how?"
The effort failed, however, so the second desperado drew a knife and plunged it deliberately into the unfortunate man's neck. It was a fearsome stroke, intended both to silence and to kill, and, with a gurgling cry, its victim collapsed in the grip of his assailants.
But at last there grew within her mind the fearsome thought that somehow the very look of her charge was the look of a young thing who had done with Nature and between whom and Nature the link had been broken. There were beginning to be young lambs on the hillside and Jock Macaur was tending them and their mothers with careful shepherding.
One more unfortunate, rashly importunate that was it. She couldn't remember the rest. And then her suspense, which was half fearsome expectancy, was overwhelmed by a thought which really frightened her. And if it was if it was The thought struck at all she knew, all she had, her creed and code and hope of to-morrow.
Then of a sudden she said: "By the way, Antony, hast thou made mention, to any, of thy fearsome tale of the walking through the cloisters, in line with the White Ladies, of the Spectre of the saintly Sister Agatha?" "Nay, Reverend Mother," said Mary Antony. "Did not you forbid me to speak of it?" "True," said the Prioress.
As for Tony, when she was slow in opening his oysters or in cooking his red beans and spaghetti, he roared at her, and prefixed picturesque adjectives to her lace, which made her hide it under her apron with a fearsome look in her dull eyes. He hated her in a lusty, roaring fashion, as a healthy beefy boy hates a sick cat and torments it to madness.
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