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She rose wearily and walked toward Rajah, who cocked his ears at the sound of her approach. She talked to him for a space in monotone. She held out her hands; the dry raspy trunk curled out toward them. Rajah was evidently willing to meet her half-way. She ordered him to kneel.
A clothed man in the water savours of disaster and looks alarming. Miss Harris began to cry. "You'll be drowned," she whimpered. "Come out," said Mrs. Gibbs, in a raspy voice. She knelt on the deck and twined her fingers in his hair. The mate addressed her in terms rendered brotherly by pain. "Never mind about the purse," sobbed Miss Harris; "it doesn't matter."
"I wonder why it is," mused Mr. Merrick, "that there is always this raspy feeling when the English meet Americans. On the surface we're friendly enough and our governments always express in diplomatic relations the most cordial good will; but I've always noticed in the English individual an undercurrent of antipathy for Americans that cannot be disguised.
I watched intently, but my ears were rewarded first, by a raspy cough I knew only too well. Yellow Handkerchief had sneaked back, landed on the other side of the island, and crept around to surprise me if I had returned. After that, though hours passed without sign of him, I was afraid to return to the island at all.
The first arrival was a single gentleman, whom he saluted as Fred. He was short, and bald, and spasmodic, so much so that his pantaloons were never straight, and his collar, through much moistening of its raspy edges, was soiled.
A clothed man in the water savours of disaster and looks alarming. Miss Harris began to cry. "You'll be drowned," she whimpered. "Come out," said Mrs. Gibbs, in a raspy voice. She knelt on the deck and twined her fingers in his hair. The mate addressed her in terms rendered brotherly by pain. "Never mind about the purse," sobbed Miss Harris; "it doesn't matter."
I passed one hand down Laughton's stretched arm and felt an iron gooseneck and a foot or two of a backward-sloping torpedo-net boom. The other hand I laid on broad, cold iron even the flanks of H.M.S. Cryptic, which is twelve thousand tons. I heard a scrubby, raspy sound, as though Pyecroft had chosen that hour to shave, and I smelled paint.
Lizzie presently brought in a tray, and arranged an appetizing little meal. "They're something awful, that's what I say," said Lizzie presently in a cautious undertone. "But I've been here twelve years, and I say there's worse places! Miss Ella may be a little raspy now, Miss Brown, but don't you take it to heart!"
His capacious waistcoat was suggestive of a large heart underneath. His rusty coat had a social air, and the baggy pockets plainly proved that little hands often went in empty and came out full. His very boots were benevolent, and his collars never stiff and raspy like other people's.
At such times I could see his villanous face plainly, and, when the sulphur from the matches irritated his lungs, between the raspy cough that followed and the clammy mud in which I was lying, I confess I shivered harder than ever. The multiplicity of my footprints puzzled him.
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