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And if you are ambitious, think where a man as young as you, endowed with these millions, can rise in the army! You have ability; you have shown that in abundance, and, with ability coupled to wealth, a marshal's baton is none too much to hope for." De Launay chuckled mirthlessly. "Tell it to the ministry of war!" he sneered.
They turned and ran. A hundred yards back, Lockley slackened his speed. They stopped. After a moment he managed to grin mirthlessly. "A conditioned reflex," he said wryly. "We smell something and we run. But I think it's the old familiar terror beam that crosses highways to stop men from using them. If it were a portable beam projector with somebody aiming it, we wouldn't be talking about it."
They had still the lack of confidence or repose, the almost hysterical look. He winced as he saw them. Then he laughed mirthlessly. She put her fingers between her lips. His slim, black, tortured body lay quite still in the chair. She suddenly took her finger from her mouth and looked at him. "And you have broken off with Clara?" "Yes." His body lay like an abandoned thing, strewn in the chair.
Professor Zepplin explained how the prisoner had tricked him, declaring his belief in Tad Butler's statement that the prisoner was a bad man. The professor no longer urged the release of their prisoner. Tad smiled mirthlessly. Perhaps it was better that the professor should have had an object lesson. He would take no further chances with the fellow after that.
MURDER, foisted, shifted upon another, upon the Gray Seal making of that name a calumny ruining forever the work that she and he might do! And then Jimmie Dale smiled mirthlessly, with thinning lips. The box before him was open.
"Your lordship will forgive the assumption in view of what occurred on a certain stormy night at sea, when a drowning wretch clung with one hand to a gunwale, and you, in answer to his appeal for succor, bent over and " "It's a lie!" The words fell in a sharp whisper. "What?" John Steele's laugh sounded mirthlessly.
Sandy listened, and as he listened his lips set in an uncompromising straight line. "Well, I never heard more maudlin piffle in my life!" was his frank comment when she had finished. "If you can't do better than that, you'd better shut the piano and go digging potatoes." Nan laughed rather mirthlessly. "I don't know what sort of a hand you'd make at potato digging," pursued Sandy.
Hubert Stane regarded him silently for a moment, then he laughed mirthlessly. "Well, Ainley," he said abruptly, "this is a strange meeting place." "Ah!" said the other quickly. "It is you, Stane, after all!" "Surely you knew that just now?" was the reply in a cutting voice. "No, you wrong me there! I was not sure. You must remember that I was not expecting to see you up here.
"Starved out, I suppose. Well, it's as pleasant to starve in one place as another." Jacket helped himself to a stalk of cane from the load and began to strip it with his teeth. "Will the soldiers allow us to enter?" Johnnie inquired. "Of course. Why not?" The old man laughed mirthlessly; then his voice changed. "Go back," he said, "go back and die in the fields. Matanzas stinks of rotting corpses.
We've got three officers left and a hundred and twenty men." "Where are they?" he demanded. "How shall I find them?" "Very likely you won't." The other laughed mirthlessly. "I'll take you up to-night we walk the last bit to the trenches. If a flare goes up stand still; there's no other rule." "You're about done in, Seymour," said Draycott, watching him keenly. "What's the trouble?"
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