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His fair companion in the pony-carriage preferred to lean back musing, and he had leisure to think over the blow dealt him by his uncle Everard with so sure an aim so ringingly on the head. And in the first place he made no attempt to disdain it because it was nothing but artful and heavy-handed, after the mediaeval pattern.
He saw beside the big track a faint imprint of Lucy's small foot. That was the last sign of her progress and it told a story. "Bostil, thet ain't Slone's track," said Holley, ringingly. "Sure it ain't. Thet's the track of a big man," replied Bostil. The other riders, circling round with bent heads, all said one way or another that Slone could not have made the trail.
Joel swears he tracked this feller Slone." For Slone the moment was fraught with many emotions, but not one of them was fear. He did not need the sudden force of Holley's strong hand, pushing him forward. Slone broke into the group and faced Creech. "It's not true. I never cut that boat loose," he declared ringingly. "Who're you?" queried Creech. "My name's Slone.
Stannard!" he said; and looking at her in half surprise, they saw her eyes were brimming with tears. Another moment and he had turned Dandy's head to the west, and was tripping up the road past the adjutant's office. They saw him raise his gauntleted hand in salute to the post commander, and heard his voice call out, ringingly, "Good-day, colonel." They saw that between him and Mr.
"You'll remember I said he was carrying enough of a load to make his aim bad." Norton asked half a dozen further questions and then said abruptly: "That's all. As you go out will you tell the boys to send Antone in?" Again a hint of color crept slowly, dully, into Galloway's cheeks. "You're going pretty far, Rod Norton," he said tonelessly. "You're damned right I am!" cried Norton ringingly.
Hands belled before his mouth, he trumpeted ringingly abroad: "Let the war go on!" An officer, approaching from the bridge, seemed suddenly to be stricken with blindness, deafness, and a curious facial paralysis. Once more the column undulated over the tawny crest of the hill. The nurse stood watching, long after her soldier had become indistinguishable in the swinging, grayish-brown mass.
His last resource to propitiate it was counselled by nature turned mathematician: tenacious extension solved the problem; he lay back at his length, and with his hat over his eyes consented to see nothing for the sake of comfort. Thus he was perfectly rational, though when others beheld him he appeared the insanest of mortals. A girl's voice gave out the mountain carol ringingly above.
"Well, it was gratitude," declared Carley, ringingly. "If women of America did throw themselves at soldiers it was not owing to the moral lapse of the day. It was woman's instinct to save the race! Always, in every war, women have sacrificed themselves to the future. Not vile, but noble!... You insult both soldiers and women, Mr. Morrison. I wonder did any American girls throw themselves at you?"
"Come on," he called ringingly in a voice that did everything but confess in words that something heavenly sweet was in the man's mind, "let's be off!" Amory was carefully lighting his pipe. "I feel sort of tense," he explained, "as if the whole place would explode if I threw down my match. What do you think of it?" St. George did not answer.
"Yes," said Hap Smith, his thick, squat figure growing tense where he sat as though with a sudden nervous bracing within. "Yes." "And you expected me here? You will give me a free hand?" "Yes," cried Smith ringingly. "Damn 'em, yes. Go to it, Buck!" Thornton turned stern eyes upon Blackie. "I can shoot twelve holes through you before you get your hand out of your pocket," he said crisply.
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