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There were flames all round him as he leapt, and there were small ones licking his clothes when he fell at her feet. "His neck's broke," William said. They carried him on to the moor, and there he lay in the heather. She would not have him touched. She crouched beside him, watching the flames grow and lessen, and when only smoke rose from the blackened heap, she still sat on.
An' besides, I was thinkin' I had to an' I'd begun to see a light 'way off a little glimmerin' light o' salvation. "Then what are we to do?" says Walen. "Zigler, what do you advise? Your neck's in it too." "Gentlemen," I says, "something Lord Lundie let fall a while back gives me an idea.
But speaking at a venture, I should say that either his neck's in a halter or he has changed sides and is riding off with our troops. Sir Luke nodded, but said nothing; and after a while strode to the window. When he spoke again it was with his back turned to me. 'I wonder, he said, 'my fellows didn't kill you out of hand.
"Guess Bill brought him along fer a witness, an' I reckon he seen all he wanted to. I'll bet his neck's achin' some," added Mr. Larrabee with a laugh. "How's that?" asked David. "Well, he made a move to tackle you as you was escortin' Bill out, an' Mr.
"His men can see that noose round his neck, tell him. And his men know me, more or less, and British methods anyhow. They believe now, they're sure, they're positive that his neck's got about as much chance of escaping from that noose as a blind cow has of running from a tiger. Now then! Tell him this. Let him come the heavy fakir all he likes.
The strong old Eastern blood put ruddy flame for the red colour; tawny olive edged from the red; rare vivid yellow, all but amber. The light that first looks down upon the fallen sun was her complexion above the brows, and round the cheeks, the neck's nape, the throat, and the firm bosom prompt to lift and sink with her vigour of speech, as her eyes were to flash and darken.
"I had to splash your turkey to make him let go of our dog," explained Bunny. "Oh, that's all right," answered the farmer. "I guess that bird is a leetle better off for being cooled down. Glad you did it. None of you hurt, I hope?" "My neck's picked a bit," said Tom. "Well, come in and I'll have my wife put some salve on it." "No, thank you, we're in a hurry to get home," said Bunny.
I think his neck's broken or or something. It was the fall. He's dead, sir sure." The officer's face never changed its stern expression. But the suspicion of a sigh escaped him. He was by no means an unfeeling man, but he had his duty to do. In this case there was more than his duty concerned. Hence the sigh. Hence any lack of appreciation. "It's the man I expected," he said.
He took the ruby out of his pocket, opened the little case, looked at the jewel shining there under the electric light, thought of Clare with a sudden rush of passionate affection. "Dear thing, won't she look lovely in it? Her neck's so white and she's never worn much jewellery she'll be pleased. She'll know why I'm giving it to her now a kind of seal on what we agreed to the other night.
Their coats are not worth a penny till old winter gets at them and makes them thick and strong. My, but they were a fine bunch! If I can catch half of them next winter, I can buy a whole herd of reindeer and become a reindeer man. But what have we here? Ho-ho! So this is what they were making such a fuss about! Old Long Neck's nest!
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