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The snake-charmer, the story-teller, the beggar, the water-carrier, the incense seller, whose task in life is to fumigate True Believers, all who go to make the typical Moorish crowd, were to be seen indolently plying their trade. But inquiries for mules, horses, and servants for the inland journey met with no ready response.
It is like home to me." My plan was to detain him in conversation until she had time to secrete herself on the upper floor. Somehow I anticipated the banging of a door, and it came a moment later not loud but very convicting, just the same. He glanced at me curiously. "Then how did you get in?" I repeated, cringing perceptibly in response to the slam of the distant door.
It must be owned, indeed, that Nature herself appears to invite our mind to confuse these two kinds of adaptation, for she usually begins by a passive adaptation where, later on, she will build up a mechanism for active response.
He had left the snowshoe trail that evidently passed in front of the shelter and had crossed the snow crust to the mouth of the lean-to. "Did one of you make those tracks out there?" he asked. He felt certain that one of them had. He only asked to make sure. There was a quality in Bill's voice that usually, even from such gentry as this, won him a quick response.
This letter came to me in response to my application for a situation as an office-boy. I had replied to the advertisement in the Herald, without consulting my parents, knowing they would raise objections to my leaving school.
In March, 1933, I appealed to the Congress of the United States and to the people of the United States in a new effort to restore power to those to whom it rightfully belonged. The response to that appeal resulted in the writing of a new chapter in the history of popular government.
Her voice sank to a whisper as she uttered the word. Thomas Ashley let his face fall into his hands with a groan. "Peggy! Sally! Where are you?" Clearly, Nurse Johnson's voice came to them. A moment later she herself came down the road. "Are you in hiding that you do not answer?" she asked. As there was no response from any of them she glanced from one to the other anxiously.
"The strain of this afternoon has left him very weary and very tired much has gone out of him in response to the faith he felt but could not see." "But he knows?" said Mrs. Thornton eagerly, reaching for Helena's hand. "He knows?" "Yes," Helena replied quietly, "he knows. He always knows." She nodded gravely to the others. "Please sit down," she said.
Duncan had not doubted their response for one moment, and he was not disappointed in the vigor with which they followed him as he led them into this final fight. As they dashed forward their advance was quickly discovered by the alert enemy, and a destructive fire of carbines was opened upon them. At that moment they were at the trot. Instantly Duncan gave the commands: "Gallop! Charge!"
In response to his ring, the landlady informed him that she had some cold meat in the house, and that it was not yet too late to send out for some wine if he desired it. "Very well," Fenwick said in high good-humor. "Give me the cold meat, and ask your husband to get me a bottle of brandy.
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