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Updated: June 14, 2025
Clerks, officials, lieutenants, soldiers " he checked them off on his long-nailed fingers "ah, Señor Simoun, I'm lost, I'm busted!" "Get out with your complaints," said Simoun. "I've saved you from many officials that wanted money from you. I've lent it to them so that they wouldn't bother you, even when I knew that they couldn't pay."
Crayford behind him, so that he might be easily able to protect her in case of need, and beckoned to two sailors who were passing the door of the boat-house at the time. "Give the man some bread and meat," he said, "and wait near him." The outcast seized on the bread and meat with lean, long-nailed hands that looked like claws.
His thin brown hand, where blue veins stood out, held the end of a cigar in its tapering, long-nailed fingers a pointed polished nail had survived with him from those earlier Victorian days when to touch nothing, even with the tips of the fingers, had been so distinguished.
A mole throwing up its mound at the end of its burrow and making its way out at last with the long-nailed paws which looked so like elfish hands, had absorbed him one whole morning.
His thin brown hand, where blue veins stood out, held the end of a cigar in its tapering, long-nailed fingers a pointed polished nail had survived with him from those earlier Victorian days when to touch nothing, even with the tips of the fingers, had been so distinguished.
The inmate of the coach might be dumb with fear, half dead with it, yet if he shrieked with terror, the cry of no single throat could rise above all this babel of sound. "Way! Way for the cursed aristocrat!" Children and women ran past Barrington shouting. One woman touched him with a long-nailed, dirty, scraggy hand. "An aristocrat, citizen.
A mole throwing up its mound at the end of its burrow and making its way out at last with the long-nailed paws which looked so like elfish hands, had absorbed him one whole morning.
He caught it up, bore it to the porch, and put it gently down. A brief examination, made with the deftness practise gives, showed him that no bones were broken. Squatting beside the unconscious woman, he next played slowly with his long-nailed fingers upon her pulse. Its beat reassured him. He lighted a lamp and held it above her. The scarlet of her cheeks was returning.
She spoke quickly, with clarity as if she had a speech memorized, and was delivering it for an audience. She punctuated her sentences with wispy motions of her long-nailed fingers. "I've been wondering to myself just what kind of man you are. And I've concluded that you're a pretty poor man." When Jurgen's smile suddenly dripped away she stopped and closed her eyes theatrically.
"Do you hear, Pete, who's this?" she cried again, before the lad could answer. "What does he want?" "Says that old iron screw's his, granny." "What, that?" cried the old woman, making a snatch with her thin long-nailed finger at the piece of iron Tom held as far as he could from his adversary.
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