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Updated: July 4, 2025
For the protection of a hateful sport which demoralised the rich and their agents, no less than it tempted and provoked the poor! When she had fed and physically comforted the children, she went and knelt down beside Mrs. Hurd, who still lay with closed eyes in heavy-breathing stupor. "Dear Mrs. Hurd," she said, "I want you to drink this tea and eat something."
So he moved on with the lightest tread, with every sense alert; watchful alike for every unusual sound or movement. At the stable he paused and gently tried the door. It was fast. He put his ear to it and listened, and was forced to be content with the rattle of the collar chains, and the sound of the heavy-breathing animals within.
A little later, in groups and scattered fours, and one by one, his heavy-breathing troopers followed, cursing the order that had sent them abroad with-out their horses, damning as none but a dismounted cavalryman can damn the earth's unevenness, their swords, their luck, their priests, the night, their boots, and Jaimihr.
But he nursed to his heavy-breathing bosom the consciousness that he himself was not without his own undivulged powers, his own private tricks, his own inner reserves. "I say I 'll get him!" he calmly proclaimed. "And I guess that ought to be enough!" The unpretentious, brownstone-fronted home of Deputy Copeland was visited, late that night, by a woman.
In the midst of a nightmare that lived over his flight from the bronchos across the desert, he was roused with a start to alert wakefulness. Some heavy-breathing creature was stealthily shuffling about in the black night of the unlighted room. A thump, followed by a muttered curse, betrayed the identity of the prowler.
But surely he had seen all this before? Ah! now he knew; it was the Lofoten Sea over again with its white foam-crested combers and long-drawn, heavy-breathing swell a rolling ocean turned to rock. Peer halted a moment leaning on his stick, and his eyes half-closed. Could he not feel that same ocean-swell rising and sinking in his own being?
All we need to know is where he is and how to get there will you attend to that?" "Ha, sahib." "Thanks. I wonder if my supper's ready." He turned and walked away, with a little salute-like movement of his hand that was reminiscent of his father. The two Rajputs watched him in heavy-breathing silence until the little group of lights, where the horse-tents faced the old dak-bungalow, swallowed him.
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