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Updated: June 25, 2025
I took her in my lap, and the surgeon sponged off the blood and took a needle and thread and began to sew it up; it had to have a lot of stitches, and each one made her scrunch a little, but she never let go a sound.
From the photographs and letters I learned that the dog-hole, intended by the Captain for Jaffery, but given over to Liosha, was away aft, beneath a kind of poop and immediately above the scrunch of the propeller; and that Jaffery, with singular lack of privacy, bunked in the stuffy, low cabin where the officers took their meals and relaxations.
He was not there when the enemy's teeth closed, but his fangs were, and fang closed on fang, and the resulting tussle was not pretty to behold. Mesomelas cleared himself from that scrunch with very red lips, but never stopped his whirling, light-cavalry form of attack.
He rose and with stiff dignity stalked towards him. He stood nose to nose with the mongrel, his tufted tail in straight defiance up in the air. Then suddenly there was a rush and a roar and a yell of voices and the scrunch of swiftly applied brakes. Andrew turned round and saw a great touring car filled with men and women and the men were jumping out.
Then, the train bumps and jars to a stop with a groaning of brakes on the steep down grade, for a drink at the red water tank; and you drop off the high car steps with a glance forward to see that the baggage man is dropping off your kit. The brakes reverse. With a scrunch, the train is off again, racing down hill, a blur of steamy vapor like a cloud against the lower hills.
With a sickening scrunch one caught the side of her head in the steel jaws which stretched from the nape of the neck to the corner of the mouth; with a sharp snap the other drove its fangs into the muscle behind the dimpled knee.
His character came out best perhaps meaning, in another sense, that is, at its worst when the fairy spirit of John's house, the Cricket, was heard chirping; and Tackleton asked, grumpily, "Why don't you kill that cricket? I would! I always do! I hate their noise!" John exclaiming, in amazement, "You kill your crickets, eh?" "Scrunch 'em, sir!" quoth Tackleton.
Provost, if by chance you found a gentleman taking a stroll in that fair meadow of which laws, human and divine, enjoin you alone to cultivate the verdure?" "I would kill everything," said the provost; "I would scrunch the five hundred thousand devils of nature, flower and seed, and send them flying, the pips and apples, the grass and the meadow, the woman and the man."
Often she would lie on her back in the hissing, white surf, holding to Jan's collar until they both landed on the warm sand. Sometimes the two of them would dig a big hole, and the dog would scrunch into it, while she buried him until only his nose and eyes could be seen. Jan was so happy that at times he forgot the Hospice and the work his mother had told him he must do.
You'll say you'll come? 'We have made the promise to ourselves these six months. We think, you see, that home 'Bah! what's home? cried Tackleton. 'Four walls and a ceiling! I would! I always do. Come to me! 'You kill your Crickets, eh? said John. 'Scrunch 'em, sir, returned the other, setting his heel heavily on the floor.
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