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Updated: May 1, 2025
I would gladly have risked futurity to have looked elsewhere I could not. My eyes were fixed I was compelled to gaze steadily in front of me. Slowly, very slowly, the thing, whatever it was, took shape. Legs crooked, misshapen, human legs. A body tawny and hunched. Arms long and spidery, with crooked, knotted fingers.
Ross folded his arms across his hunched knees and rested his head on them. There was no possible way he could ever reach the post or his own kind ever again. Thousands of miles lay between him and the temporary installation in this time. He was so sunk in his own complete despair that he was long unaware of finally being free of the pressure to turn back which had so long haunted him.
Wilkins smiled all over her plump face, as if she liked to tell her experience, and having hunched sleepy little Andy more comfortably into her lap, and given a preparatory hem or two, she began with great good-will. "It happened a number a years ago and ain't much of a story any way. But you're welcome to it, as some of it is rather humorsome, the laugh may do you good ef the story don't.
The old man stood for a moment dumbfounded; then, without a word, he turned and hunched inside the house. "He raised his horsewhip ag'in' a woman, did he?" said one of Orlando's ranchmen. "Ain't that a matter we got to take notice of?" "Boys," said Orlando as he motioned them to be off, "Mrs. Mazarine can take care of herself. You'll forget what's happened, if you want to play up to her.
"He'd better be," she declared. "The way everybody was flyin' around when I first got here after comin' from Interlaken, and the way the help jabbered and hunched up their shoulders when I asked questions made me so fidgety I couldn't keep still. I wanted an egg for breakfast, that first mornin' and when the waiter brought it, it was in the shell, the way they eat eggs over here.
"You'll get neither Babe nor Suckling," was his answer as he cuddled the two closer and hunched his shoulders in Nell's direction. "Don't you know enough to let well enough alone? If they have got to go out to the Club and fox-trot until midnight they ought to have repose now."
He noticed dully the double row of maples from which yellowed leaves were already beginning to fall and the ugly fronts of houses, behind their shabby picket fences. A wagon was creaking slowly through a shallow sea of mud which had been dust the day before: beyond the hunched figure of the teamster not a human being was in sight.
Hooker was still sitting hunched on the bleachers, when Rackliff, having lighted a fresh cigarette, came sauntering languidly toward him. "Hello, Roy, old sport," saluted the city youth. "You look lonesome." "I'm not," retorted Hooker shortly. "Well, you're not practicing, and you must be tired of watching the animals perform.
Mahony was sitting uncomfortably hunched up; his head had fallen forward and to the side, his mouth was open, his gloved hands lay limp on his knee. "H'm!" said John to himself as he gazed. And: "H'm," he repeated after an interval.
Old Donald hunched his shoulders, and suddenly John's face grew dark and hard. "I understand," he spoke, half under his breath. "Quade has disappeared but he isn't with Culver Rann. He wants us to believe he has gone. He wants to throw us off our guard. But he's watching, and waiting somewhere like a hawk, to swoop down on Joanne! He " "That's it!" broke in MacDonald hoarsely. "That's it, Johnny!
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