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For several minutes Huggins searched the tender for a comfortable spot for his unprotected body, but scratchy, knobby pieces of wood, with a foundation of sharp chunks of coal, was not conducive to rest. A bullet rattling against the engine added to his irritation, and he looked over the edge and fired his revolver petulantly. "That'll larn 'em I'm no blinkin' Irishman with a stick."
If I meant anything, it was that a ghost story would have a great pull over other ghost stories if one could see the person it happened to. One does get rather provoked at never coming across him or her," she added a little petulantly.
"I see your citadel of reserve and mistrust cannot be carried by storm," answered Cornelia petulantly. Before Beulah could reply, a servant entered, and addressed Cornelia. "Your mother wants to show your Paris hat and veil, and handsomest point-lace set, to Mrs. Vincent, and Miss Julia says, can't she run up and see you a minute?"
"I always aim to prove myself a man's friend or a woman's," he said, "before expecting to be trusted out of sight. I dare say that's your code too?" "If ever Ali Higg catches you with that seal " "He won't catch me, Jael; he won't catch me. But you shall have it back, and the money shan't be touched, if you play straight." She shrugged her shoulders petulantly, admitting defeat but resenting it.
Maskell's fiction by making plain his absolute faith in her, and to contrive his story so as to omit all mention of a third person's presence at the fatal interview. 'Then do tell me and have done! exclaimed Sibyl, almost petulantly. 'We quarrelled and I struck him and the blow was fatal. 'Fatal? you mean he was killed? The blood vanished from her face, leaving pale horror.
She was sweeping petulantly from the room when her father added with a depth of feeling very unlike his wonted apathy: "O, Ida, it were better that all three of us had never been born than to live as we do! Your life and your mother's is froth, and mine is mud. How I hated it all this bright June morning, as Mr. Van Berg gave me a glimpse into another and better world!"
Then she looked up into the wizened, discontented face of the old man opposite to her. "Play," said the squire. "Why don't you begin?" "Only that I'm thinking," said the spoiled child, tapping her foot petulantly. "Squire, I can't help saying it I don't think you are quite fair to Frances." "Eh, what?" said Squire Kane, in a voice of astonishment. "Highty-tighty, what next!
Why not keep together, and both get out of the city?" "I can't tell you now," Nestor replied, a serious look on his face. "I've got something to do to-day that is so important, so vital, that I dare not mention it even to you. It does not concern your case, except that it, too, points to Mexico, but is an outgrowth from it." "Strange you can't confide in me," said Fremont, almost petulantly.
I wish you hadn't brought this fool of a horse," she gave way petulantly. "I wanted to have a talk." "When I can't drive this mare and talk too, I'll sell out altogether," said Lapham. "She'll be quiet enough when she's had her spin."
She shook me slightly, and I rose in my bed with a start and shudder, admirably simulated, I fancied, and which completely deceived her evidently. "I am sorry to have startled you so," she said, hurriedly, "but where is Dinah, Miss Monfort, and how did she get out?" "I really cannot inform you where she is," I answered, petulantly.
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