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"Look at him flopping around like a fish out of water." "Get up!" snarled Miles at Tom, quickly flipping the ray gun back to positive charge. "Come on. You're not that bad off. Get up." He leaned over and prodded the cadet with the gun. "If you don't get up, I'll freeze you again," he threatened. Tom struggled to his feet.
"'Only one thing, added the man with the axe. "'Well, Jim, said the master, 'hit him squarely between the eyes, and as hard as you can, for I don't want him flopping all around the place before he dies. "'All right, sir, answered the man, as he raised the axe. "By that time Mr.
"No, miss," returned Jerry, "it shall not be named to you. Second: them poor things well out o' this, and never no more will I interfere with Mrs. Cruncher's flopping, never no more!" "Whatever housekeeping arrangement that may be," said Miss Pross, striving to dry her eyes and compose herself, "I have no doubt it is best that Mrs. Cruncher should have it entirely under her own superintendence.
On flew the dhows, on raced the Mermaid, flopping her tail as represented by the boats in tow, for we did wag about pretty considerably, as one of our men who was half a Yankee said; until, presently, on the water showing signs of shoaling, the Mermaid brought up broadside on and began pitching shot and shell as fast as the men could work her batteries at the dhows, which were now well inshore and almost on the rocks which latter seemed to jut out from this coast in the most shapeless, uncanny fashion, like the solitary tusk or two still possessed by some nearly toothless old hag.
Don't hold him too tight that's the idea work him along easy now. Now shorten up your line a little bit, and sit right where you are. I'm going to net him. Lift the tip of the rod a little, please, and bring him in toward you." She obeyed as best she could. Suddenly she heard a splash, and felt a flopping object placed, net and all, directly in her lap.
She stopped in breathless excitement. Then she jerked again. "Oh, dear me!" she cried anxiously, "there's something on." "Pull it in," I shouted, "steady, not too quickly." Immediately thereafter, a fine, two-pound trout lay flopping in the bottom of the boat. "Just think of that," cried my fair troller, "my first fish! And all by moving up a foolish little hook an inch or so."
Lying flat on the water, he peered into the depth and discovered several dark things swimming about. Frightened at first, he remembered that sharks and crocodiles do not live in mountain lakes. Bravely he descended, but this time he swam with his bolo in his hand. Down, down, and again he saw the queer, square things flopping about.
Mother Partridge flew straight toward the dreaded beast, alighted fearlessly a few yards to one side of him, and then flung herself on the ground, flopping as though winged and lame oh, so dreadfully lame and whining like a distressed puppy. Was she begging for mercy mercy from a bloodthirsty, cruel fox? Oh, dear no! She was no fool. One often hears of the cunning of the fox.
Ko-Ko got in front of it, poked it on the nose to stop it and then struck a dramatic pose, flourishing his weapon and bringing it down on the prawn's neck. Then, after flopping it over, he looked at it almost in sorrow and hit it a couple of whacks with the flat. He began pulling it apart and eating it.
I hearn some flopping and splashing and spluttering, like Hank's corpse is trying to jump up and is falling back into the water, and I hearn Hank's voice, and got scareder yet. And when Elmira come along down the road, she seen me by the gate a-crying, and she asts me why. "Hank is a corpse," says I, blubbering.
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