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There were the mutton and the bread, both far gone now in decay, and a beer bottle overturned, just as I and the artilleryman had left them. My home was desolate. I perceived the folly of the faint hope I had cherished so long. And then a strange thing occurred. "It is no use," said a voice. "The house is deserted. No one has been here these ten days. Do not stay here to torment yourself.

The plotters sat back in their chairs and tried to keep their guilty eyes off the overturned basin. 'Two slices, Annie? said Mr. Knight in a loud tone, elaborately casual. 'Yes, please, said Aunt Annie. Mrs. Knight began to pour out coffee.

He tore off the large shawl which the poor lady had worn, and fastened it about her neck; then he hung the body upon the parlor door, and placed an overturned chair near its feet, to lead to the supposition that she had stood upon the chair while adjusting the shawl about her neck and then overturned it in giving the fatal spring.

Ever since Andre set foot in our castle, a strange fatality has pursued and overturned my projects.

He was mine, he said, till the last minion of the hated despot was hurled from the highest peaks of the Cordilleras into the sea. "I paid the score, and we went out. Near the door Kearny's elbow overturned an upright glass showcase, smashing it into little bits. I paid the storekeeper the price he asked. "'Come to my hotel for the night, I said to Kearny. 'We sail to-morrow at noon.

Then, glancing at the big brown head beside her, where Prince sat on an overturned bucket with her hand in his, she closed her eyes again, still puzzled, but content. Long minutes afterward she spoke. "Are you cold, Prince?" He tightened his clasp on her hand. "No." "How did you ever make it?" "The train came along and we got on. Now we are thawing out," he explained, smiling reassurance.

I immersed my thermometer and found it indicated 51°. Walking on shore I was nearly overturned by a small hog running between my legs. The brute, with a dozen of his companions, had pretty much his own way at Petrovsky, and after this introduction I was careful about my steps. These hogs are modelled something like blockade runners: with great length, narrow beam, and light draft.

The house rocked, pictures of saints fell from the walls, tables and chairs were overturned, the window frames were forced out of their embrasures and broken in pieces, beams and rafters groaned and screamed, crushing the tiles of the roof into ten thousand fragments.

"My reasons are all real enough," she answered; "but there's one more serious than the others." Mr. Spragg's brows began to jut. "More bills?" "No." She stretched out her hand and began to finger the dusty objects on his desk. "I'm unhappy at home." "Unhappy !" His start overturned the gorged waste-paper basket and shot a shower of paper across the rug.

The pony snickered as she came into the yard, and the hens ran in a foolish crowd across her way. She scattered them as she went, setting down her burden within the dairy. She overturned the stale buttermilk into the pig's trough, fed the hens, and drove the pony into lane, throwing stones and tufts of grass after it until she saw it turn into the open gate of the paddock.