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Soon after the light had faded from the tiny chink above, Goliba's voice was heard calling outside, and we at once opened the door to him. "Let us hasten, O Master," the old sage cried breathlessly. "Every instant's delay meaneth peril, and peril is first cousin to disaster." "Lead," I cried. "We will follow."
Now I was not acquainted with Bagheera's night privileges. Did Phillida allow him in the house, or not? After an instant's consideration, I bent and picked him up from his repose on the hall rug. He should spend the night shut in with me, out of mischief yet comfortable. Purring in the curve of my arm, he was carried upstairs without objection on his part. Until we reached my room!
"I'm all right," she said, leaping out of the buggy, "Mr. Vane brought me home." "How are you, Hilary?" said Mr. Flint. "I'm Austen Vane, Mr. Flint," said Austen. "How are you?" said Mr. Flint, as curtly as the barest politeness allowed. "What was the matter with your own horse, Victoria?" "Nothing," she replied, after an instant's pause. Austen wondered many times whether her lips had trembled.
"Down he goes again!" the bargeman cried, not heeding the interruption. "Down he goes again: I likes wapping a lord!" "Coward!" shouted Mendoza; and to fling open the window amidst a shower of brickbats, to vault over the balcony, to slide down one of the pillars to the ground, was an instant's work. At the next he stood before the enormous bargeman.
She sat down near him, still in her nurse's cloak, one trembling hand upon her lap. "Will you tell me what made you do this?" she asked, not being able to think of anything else to say. He opened his eyes with a start. In that instant's quiet the scene he had just lived through had been rushing before him again the long table in the panelled committee-room, the keen angry faces gathered about it.
Hermann, after one instant's thought, took up his hat and dismissed the messenger, saying he would give the answer himself. At the hotel he sent in his card, with the words, "From Mr. Warren," and was immediately ushered into Ellen's presence. She was alone. Hermann examined her rapidly. He saw an extremely beautiful woman, whose frank and fearless eyes were fixed on him with a questioning look.
There was an instant's silence, full of omen to the culprits, and then Mrs. Meredith's wrath found vent. "Janice Meredith!" she cried. "On a Sabbath morning, when thee shouldst be setting thy thoughts in a fit order for church! And thou, Tabitha Drinker!" "It 's all my fault, Mrs. Meredith," hurriedly asserted Tabitha.
"Not take it! nonsense! if you do not take it, it will be because the examiners do not know their business! Why, Ishmael, there can be no question as to the relative merits of your composition and mine! Mine will not bear an instant's comparison with yours." "Your thesis is perfectly correct; there is not a mistake in it," said Ishmael encouragingly.
Neela Deo met him squarely, whatever curve he made whatever tangent he turned upon. This, every time, in spite of himself; for he always meant to avoid that crash! He tried his falsetto squeals all aggravation in them. But Neela Deo refused to accept taunts. This caused an instant's pause the pale one seeming to consider.
He leaned forward, body tense and rigid. His prisoner understood that an offer for his life was being made him. But what kind of an offer? Just what was he to do? "Say it right out in plain United States talk, general. What is it you want me to do?" "Would you kill Ramon Culvera to save your own life?" After barely an instant's hesitation Steve answered. "Yep.
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