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Vegetables always at the lowest market prices," "Snider's drug store, prescriptions, choice candies, and camera supplies," and the like. From somewhere in the heights came a sharp "rap-rap-rap," which echoed even to the more forward rows on the main floor. "Gallery," explained John. "Fellow knocks on the back of one of the benches to make the boys behave."

She took off her hat, seated herself upon the rock, and drank in the silence and peace of the calm evening. A little launch went rap-rap-rap across the clear glass of the water, leaving a long trail of light behind it like a comet, and the sweet evening odours were mingled with the unsavoury scent of gasoline.

I saw my countrymen reel, their legs go limp as rags, their bodies fall silently forward. The soldiers stood a moment, then a squad went after the dead with litters. Forming in fours, they marched away as they had come, their steps measured by that regular rap! rap! rap-rap-rap! of the drum. The last rank went out of sight.

'Yes, darling. 'Won't they be glad to see us at George's? 'Of course they will. 'I'm sure I shall enjoy it so much. Shall we get there to-night? 'Yes, love, if Rap-rap-rap, at the door. A hasty separation took place between man and wife to opposite ends of the sofa; and then 'Come in. 'Av ye plaze, sur, it's an M.P. is waiting to see yez. 'To see me! A policeman? 'Yis, sur.

Over their heads the signalers could hear tramping scurrying feet, the hammering out of loopholes, the dragging thump and flinging down of obstacles piled up as an additional defense to the rickety walls. Then there were more hurrying footsteps, and presently the jarring rap-rap-rap of a machine gun immediately over their heads. "That's done it!" said the sergeant.

The message was brief and to the point, affording them all the intelligence they required. "La Bretagne at Quarantine eleven to-night; expected to dock in two hours!" "Rap-rap-rap!" It was just at two that afternoon, and the train from Richmond had arrived ten minutes previously. Those within had seen a station hack deposit some one at the Parmly gate. Mrs.

"Rap-rap-rap!" sounded sharply from the head of her bed. Gertie stopped sobbing, and her heart stopped beating. She lay tense and still, listening. Everyone knows that spooks rap three times at the head of one's bed. It's a regular high-sign with them. "Rap-rap-rap!" Gertie's skin became goose-flesh, and coldwater effects chased up and down her spine.

"Can't tell; hold him steady; lead the way, misses." "He's bleeding all over my breeches." "This way here around this corner." "This way now only two squares more." "Here we are." "Rap-rap-rap!" on the old brass knocker. Curses on the narrow wicket, more on the dark archway, more still on the twisting stairs. Up at last and into the room.