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The last load had descended, the lowering line had been released, drawn up and stowed away. The slip knot was examined anew and then Alan followed Ned down the slender, fragile swaying rope ladder. When he had reached the ground by Ned's side and the strain was over, the boys shook hands jubilantly. " And now," shouted Ned with a laugh, "last chance!
"Ah, the shrewd little general has, by an adroit movement, brought us back to the old battle-ground," exclaimed Blucher. "We have arrived again at last night's faro! Now, tell me first of all did I guess right? Were you not angry with me because I returned late?" "Yes," said his wife, "that was the reason." "Hurrah! Just as I thought!" shouted Blucher, jubilantly.
Whereupon I quickly ended my imaginative discourse upon demoniac donkeys, and with no appearance of haste we walked away. "It was just as easy as rollin' off a log," Young said, jubilantly. "There was a big gold peg stickin' there all ready t' slide into a slot, so's t' hold th' gratin' down, an' all I had t' do was t' slide it.
One afternoon Selma saw from her window Flossy and her husband drive jubilantly away in a high cart with yellow wheels drawn by a sleek cob, and at the same moment she became definitely aware that her draught from the cup of life had a bitter taste. Why should these people drive in their own vehicle rather than she?
To show how every one knows and loves his songs, the people entone one of them all together and sing it jubilantly through; and "Long live Sachs!" they shout, "Hans Sachs! Long live Nuremberg's beloved Hans Sachs!" It is too much for poet to experience unmoved, and Sachs's voice, when the people quiet down at last, to listen, only gradually regains its manly firmness.
An hour later, a tall man and a radiant small boy pushed open the gate on Winterbottom Road and walked across the yellow grass. Kirk broke away and ran toward the house, hands outflung. "Phil! Ken!" he called jubilantly. His face shadowed as his hands came against the unyielding door of the house. "Phil " he faltered. "Perhaps they haven't the telegram," Mr. Martin said.
She was too tired of botching to tell him he was wasting time. "Got an oil can?" he hesitated. Through a tiny hole in the plate of the distributor he dripped two drops of oil only two drops. "I guess maybe that's what it needed. You might try her now, and see how she runs," he said mildly. Dubiously Claire started the engine. It sang jubilantly, and it did not stop. Again was the road open to her.
"But all the same we didn't, Frank," the other went on, jubilantly; for now that this peril was of the past Andy could be his old self again. "And they did just as well," remarked Frank, always ready to give credit, even though it might be to a rival, for his nature was generous to a fault.
The judge on the bench characterized it as "scandalously blasphemous," and it certainly reads so, but Burgess meant no blasphemy. He was merely a brute, and whatever he said or wrote was sure to expose the fact. His redemption was a very real thing to him, and he was as jubilantly happy on the gallows as ever was Christian martyr at the stake.
And his gayly trumpeting bark rang out less often and less jubilantly than of old. He took to moping. And he spent more time than before in his beloved "cave," under the music-room piano. Moping and solitude are no more beneficial to dogs than to humans. The Master racked his brain for some way of bringing the splendid collie back to his olden spirits.
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