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Would you have me frown upon the people? Richie, it is prudent I maintain it righteous, nay, it is, I affirm positively, sovereign wisdom to cultivate every flower in the British bosom. Riposte me have you too many? Say yes, and you pass my guard. You cannot. I fence you there. This British loyalty is, in my estimation, absolutely beautiful. We grow to a head in our old England.
His parade and riposte were as quick as lightning. Twice he touched Duroc upon the shoulder, and then, as the lad slipped on a lunge, he whirled up his sword to finish him before he could recover his feet. I was quicker than he, however, and took the cut upon the pommel of my sabre. 'Excuse me, said I, 'but you have still to deal with Etienne Gerard.
"They want me to go to Italy with Mother for two months." Fleur drooped her eyelids; turned a little pale, and bit her lips. "Oh!" she said. It was all, but it was much. That "Oh!" was like the quick drawback of the wrist in fencing ready for riposte. It came. "You must go!" "Go?" said Jon in a strangled voice. "Of course." "But two months it's ghastly." "No," said Fleur, "six weeks.
Sir Seymour lunged hard for his ribs, beneath the right arm-pit and, as the other's sword swooped down to catch his, twist it over, and riposte, he feinted, cleared the descending sword, and thrust at the throat. A swift ducking crouch let the sword pass over the strong man's head, and only a powerful French circular parry saved the life of Sir Seymour Stukeley.
But Heywood, by some desperate sleight, had parried the certainty, and even tried a riposte. Still afoot and fighting, he complained testily above the sword-play: "Don't shout like that! Fair field, you chaps!" Above the sword-play, too, came gradually a murmur of voices.
"Whe-ew!" said Sam O'Neill, this ground being not unfamiliar.... "Got to take 'em along slowly, Doctor, all the same. Rome wasn't built in a day." "But mark my words, the vandals kicked it down in about fifteen minutes." O'Neill felt vaguely worsted by this riposte.
It was a riposte he might appreciate." "Really those people grow absolutely insufferable," said the Black Rat. "There is a local ruffian who answers to the name of Mangles a builder who has taken possession of the outhouses on the far side of the Wheel for the last fortnight. He has constructed cubical horrors in red brick where those deliciously picturesque pigstyes used to stand.
He saw the opening, and both instinct and the desire to repel Gregory's onslaught drew him into attempting a riposte, which drove Gregory back until his shoulders touched the panels of the wall. Simultaneously the boy's foot struck the back of the chair which in rising Crispin had overset, and he stumbled.
He had meant to break it to her gently, but now he blurted it out. "They want me to go to Italy with Mother for two months." Fleur drooped her eyelids; turned a little pale, and bit her lips. "Oh!" she said. It was all, but it was much. That "Oh!" was like the quick drawback of the wrist in fencing ready for riposte. It came. "You must go!" "Go?" said Jon in a strangled voice. "Of course."
Mais, coulez donc!.... So! Now the flanconnade en carte.... And here is the riposte.... Let us begin again. Come! The ward of fierce.... Make the coupe, and then the quinte par dessus les armes.... O, mais allongez! Allongez! Allez au fond!" the voice cried in expostulation. "Come, that was better." The blades ceased. "Remember: the hand in pronation, the elbow not too far out.
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