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They did not complain of this, for they loved every hair of Fionn's head more than they loved their wives and children, and that was reasonable for there was never in the world a person more worthy of love than Fionn was. Not even a call was necessary, for Goll felt in his heart when Fionn was threatened, and he would leave Fionn's own brother only half-killed to fly where his arm was wanted.

"It's no use asking us," said they, somehow conjointly. "There's not a surgeon in all England that could tell you whether it will be life or death. We can only say the patient is making a good fight for it." They seemed very much interested in the case, though, and in the queer old broken-hearted giant that sobbed over the half-killed baby that could not hear nor answer, speak to it as he might.

Charlie laughed at his earnestness. "Oh, bother the place," he said. "If you had found it, there wouldn't have been any of them there. Now, about ourselves we can't show out like this. We'd better be off to-day, and no one need know anything about it. Besides, I half-killed a waiter this morning.

"Now tell me, Charley!" when she had seated herself. "Who fetched you, Betty old Tom?" "No, I came alone." "Well, it's mighty kind of you. I'll be all right in a day or so. What did you hear? that I'd been attacked and half-killed?" "Yes and robbed." "There were three of the scoundrels.

But the other: had you half-killed ME, had it been that you wilfully took the sight away from these feeble eyes of mine, I could have forgiven you. But THAT'S too much for nature!" "Say no more. I will do without your pity. But I would have saved you from uttering what you will regret." "I am going away now. I shall leave you." "You need not go, as I am going myself.

Yefrem testified that Nikolashka really did kill a hen every evening and killed it in all sorts of places, and no one had seen the half-killed hen running about the garden, though of course it could not be positively denied that it had done so. "An alibi," laughed Dyukovsky, "and what an idiotic alibi." "Have you had relations with Akulka?" "Yes, I have sinned."

"I'm all right," she announced, struggling into a sitting position. "I'm not hurt." "Sit still a minute, while I fetch you some brandy from the car." Garth spoke in a curiously controlled voice. He was back again in a moment, and the raw spirit made her catch her breath as it trickled down her throat. "Thank God we had only just begun to move," he said. "Otherwise you must have been half-killed."

He sent over preserves and pickles, which latter the young gentleman tried surreptitiously in the sideboard and half-killed himself with eating. He thought it was a judgement upon him for stealing, they were so hot. Emmy wrote a comical little account of this mishap to the Major: it pleased him to think that her spirits were rallying and that she could be merry sometimes now.

Thus the little one grew up by God's mercy, but at the Devil's bidding, living by chance, now stuffed with sweet things, and now half-killed by blows, fed by the charity of neighbors, while her mother remained for weeks absent from her lodgings.

Seemed as if I heard a door shet upstairs, an' I guessed the woman was taking up the cross man's dinner. So I went back to the bed. He laid still for a bit, and seemed listenin'; then he says: "I am a prisoner, and have been half-killed first, an' then drugged to keep me so. My people are wealthy.

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