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There were two crude stretchers, borne by stolid-faced miners in red flannel shirts and clay-stained boots. On the first a dead man lay grinning up at the sun, his teeth just showing under his bushy mustache, a trickle of red running down from his temple. On the next a man groaned and mumbled blasphemy between his groanings.
But what I thought was, no use bein' rough with her, papa I expect she's suffered a good deal and I don't think we'd ought to be, on Roscoe's account. You'll you'll be kind o' polite to her, won't you, papa?" He mumbled something which was smothered under the coverlet he had pulled over his head. "What?" she said, timidly.
Neither of us was ever given a view of what they call morality that didn't make it show as shabby subservience, as the meanest discretion, an abject submission to unreasonable prohibitions! meek surrender of mind and body to the dictation of pedants and old women and fools. We weren't taught we were mumbled at!
Having acknowledged this salutation with that quaint courtesy which somehow seemed to fit him like a garment, P. Sybarite smiled strangely at the shipping clerk. The latter mumbled something incoherent, glanced wildly toward the young woman, and spluttered explosively; all with a blush so deep that its effect was apoplectic.
He mumbled something about waiting, and escaped. He walked for an hour, trying to find a way of telling her that it was a mistake. Often, in the month after, he got near to telling her, but it was pleasant to have a girl in his arms, and less and less could he insult her by blurting that he didn't love her. He himself had no doubt.
Rinaldo Roberts had paid, by proxy, sixty-five dollars for the privilege of naming By-Jo as second choice to the son of Meteor. "Fifteen hunderd," mumbled the old man to himself. "Five las' night an' ten to-day. It's a sure shot, that's what it is, a sure shot. I worked him out in fifty-one seconds.
But Frieda was regarding the wrinkled pleats in her dress, and was conscious that her hair was still wet with milk; therefore she only mumbled something and stalked along beside the others who, in their delight at seeing each other, quickly forgot her, and chattered away in English, with many little bursts of laughter. Dr. Helen was out when they reached the pretty house on the hillside.
The girl bowed with a rather startled air, and Mr. Cargan mumbled something that had "pleasure" in it. In the office they found Professor Bolton and Mr. Bland sitting gloomily before the fireplace. "Got the news, Magee?" asked the haberdasher. "Peters has done a disappearing act." It was evident to Magee that everybody looked upon Peters as his creature, and laid the hermit's sins at his door.
Robin shook hands until her arm ached, mumbled the wrong thing most of the time which, however, did not seem to make any difference with anyone, and kept one eye longingly on the window, and one ear listening for the shouts outside which were growing louder and louder. She seized an opportunity to go to the window and watch, so that when the great Mrs. Granger arrived Mr.
He turned his head and his eyes followed Mary's pointing finger. "Mother!" He walked amazedly up before Mrs. De Peyster's palsied figure. "Mother!" In the same instant Judge Harvey was beside her. "Caroline!" he breathed, like one seeing a ghost. "Ye-yes," she mumbled. "Then you're not dead?" "N-no," she mumbled. The Judge and Jack and Mary gazed down at her in uttermost astoundment.
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