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Selecting two, he spread ink and papyrus before him, and copied with feverish haste. Once he hesitated, and almost flung back the writings into the casket. Once he glanced at the notes he had prepared for his speech against the defrauding contractor. He grimaced bitterly. Then the hesitation ended. He finished the copying, replaced the second box, and barred and concealed the cupboard.
Not everybody would've figured out how to rebalance this thing. You get me?" "Sure!" said Joe. "You three had better look out for yourselves." Mike stared at him and grimaced. "You don't get it," he said brittlely. "All right. I may be crazy, at that." Joe rejoined Sally. The idea of a picnic was brand new to him, but he approved of it completely.
We've got a hell of a thing coming along now just because he wouldn't make the socially acceptable response to having a rich wife and no brains. He rebelled. So mankind will start moving to the stars!" "You still believe it?" Cochrane grimaced. "Yesterday morning I sweated blood in a space-suit out in the crater beyond Jones' laboratory. He tried his trick.
Hoddan grimaced. They'd been in store on the liner during the voyage. Normally they picked up a trickle charge from broadcast power, on Walden, but there was no broadcast power on the liner, nor any on Darth. They'd leaked their charges and were quite useless. The one in his pocket would be useless, too. He grimaced again and swerved to the building where the landing grid controls must be.
No matter what comes NEVER!" The rest of the day and that night she hid in her room and made no effort to resist the terror that preyed upon her. Just as our strength is often the source of weakness, so our weaknesses often give birth to strength. Her terror of the little general, given full swing, shrieked and grimaced itself into absurdity.
It's so tejus to knit stockings, and sech fun to go barefoot, that I don't wear' em unless Misc Somers finds it out. Why, the boys can't see me!" She grimaced again so naturally and engagingly that Vesta had to laugh quite aloud, and saw meantime that the young woman's oft-cobbled shoes covered a slender foot a lady might have envied.
One of the girls of Keewaydin had been out canoeing on the sly with some boy from Camp Alamont a thing forbidden in the Keewaydin code and was being brought back in this surreptitious manner. Who could the girl be? Agony grimaced with disgust. She waited quietly there in the path where the girl, whoever she was, must pass in order to go up to her tent.
"Now, Rhoda," Vesta said, almost indignantly, "why did you not ask your wealthy uncle for some good yarn stockings?" "Him? Why, ma'am, he's got so many pore kin, if he begin to give' em all stockings, he'd go barefoot himself." "Has he other nieces like you?" "No." The girl quietly grimaced, with her brown eyes full of laughter.
He was in fact simply waiting for an opportunity which he was convinced must occur before long, of keeping a certain promise made to a friend of his on a night of early summer in the Indian Plains. It was a wild day of drifting squalls and transient gleams of sunshine. He grimaced to himself as he sauntered forth after luncheon to view the damage that had been wrought upon his property.
"There's one visitor I want you both to be very good to," she said, "and see that she takes plenty of refreshments, whether she wants them or not." Young Rivers grimaced at Carey. "You can have my share of this unattractive female," he said generously. "It's Gwen's schoolmistress, and I'll bet she's as heavy as a sack of coals." "I can't dance. I'm lame," said Carey.
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