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Updated: April 30, 2025
The first duty to be performed was the calling of the roll after "assembly" had been sounded somewhat quaveringly by little Andy Bowles, the company bugler.
I thought they had left town. The pair approached, and the old Duke bowed over his niece's hand, with the manners of a past generation. 'I made Hugh give me an arm, he said quaveringly. 'These floors are homicidal. If I come down on them I shall bring an action. 'I thought you had all left town? said Lady Helen.
A slightly cracked voice, yet a huskily tuneful one, was lifted quaveringly on the air from the roadside, where an old man and a yellow dog sat in the dust together, the latter reprieved at the last moment, his surprised head rakishly garnished with a hasty wreath of dog-fennel daisies. "John Brown's body lies a-mouldering in the ground, While we go marching on!"
And then after a moment, she added quaveringly: "But please, ma'am, how are we going to do it?" The outraged and annihilatory Mrs. De Peyster gazed at Matilda, utterer of practical common-places. As she gazed the splendid flames within her seemed slowly to flicker out, and she sank back upon her bed. Yes, how were they going to do it?
Katie obediently wiped her eyes and sat up very straight. "I am all right now," she said quaveringly. "He can come. I tell him everything." Still very nervous but calmer than she had been, Katie remained quiet when I raised my voice to reach Dicky waiting in the adjoining room. "Oh, Dicky," I called, "you may come now." Dicky drew a low chair in front of the couch where we sat.
"But, ma'am!" quaveringly protested Matilda. "Suppose a policeman should see me! They watch those closed houses. And suppose suppose he should shoot!" "Nonsense, Matilda! No one will see you if you are careful." "But if if Mr. Jack should hear me and come down and see me " "We shall prepare for such an emergency some kind of plausible explanation that will satisfy Jack." "But, ma'am, please!
"Look!" whispered my friend, touching me with his elbow. "Look at the Professor!" "Look at everybody!" said I. And the artless little voice went on again half quaveringly:
But his nerves, none too strong at the best, were now running riot, and nowhere could he feel a sense of security so that he could remain quiet. It was while he was sneaking from one pile of bales to another that an emissary hailed him. "Are you Flint?" he demanded. "Y-e-s," came quaveringly from Flint. "Well, there's a lady in the office asking for you."
But thoughts of Corrigan's wrath finally conquered. "It it isn't in the safe," he said. And then, aware of his error because of the shrill breath the other drew, he added, quaveringly: "There is no the original record is in my desk you've seen it." "Bah!" The big shape backed away two or three feet, whispering back at the Judge. "Open your mouth and you're a dead man. I've got you covered!"
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