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And this reaction wasn't long in coming. For three months, during which each day seemed like a century, the Abraham Lincoln plowed all the northerly seas of the Pacific, racing after whales sighted, abruptly veering off course, swerving sharply from one tack to another, stopping suddenly, putting on steam and reversing engines in quick succession, at the risk of stripping its gears, and it didn't leave a single point unexplored from the beaches of Japan to the coasts of America.
'Well, and are you going to watch? inquired the corporal, as though he had not heard what the other said. 'I did mean to watch tonight, replied Uncle Eroshka. 'Maybe, with God's help, I shall kill something for the holiday. Then you shall have a share, you shall indeed! 'Uncle! Hallo, Uncle! called out Lukashka sharply from above, attracting everybody's attention.
You have sung at five recitals, this week. This is the sixth night; but you've not been silent." "You know you wanted to hear Faust sung again." "Yes, and so did Mrs. Stanley want you to sing at her house." He looked up sharply. "Who told you?" "Mr. Arlt." "Arlt shouldn't tell tales. But I had three good reasons for refusing: I don't like Mrs.
I certainly ought to have put you on that train " "What train?" asked Stockton, sharply, from our rear. He took us in with suspicious eyes. "I was telling Ken I ought to have put him on a train for home," answered Dick. Stockton let the remark pass without further comment; still, he appeared to be doing some hard thinking. He put Dick at one end of the long cave, me at the other.
Susan had not been long gone when a turnkey called, and was shown into the parlor where Mrs. Davies was very busy. He looked about him and told her he had called for a book Mr. Eden promised him. "Mr. Eden is asleep." "Asleep at this time of day?" said the man incredulously. "Yes, asleep," answered Mrs. Davies sharply; "is he never to have any sleep?" "Well, perhaps you will tell him Mr.
If it is the one, I fear nothing; if the other, I fear everything." "Then," said John Craik, shuffling in his chair, "fear nothing." De Lloseta looked at him sharply. "I could force you to tell a lie by mentioning the name of the woman who wrote this," he said. "Then don't!" said John Craik. "I lie beautifully!" "No, I will not.
Never should it be said that her husband had needed a friend to apologize for him. As these convictions grew in clearness she found herself brought suddenly and sharply to face the issue. With a swift contraction of the heart she realized that she must send her husband on this perilous duty. Ah! Could she do it?
"Why are you going away?" "I've been sick," she whispered. "The doctor told me to go." "For long?" "For a rest." "And you go to-morrow?" "I go to-morrow." "Without forgiving me?" He leaned very near. There was a palpitating silence, a silence that searched their souls, and sharply then Myra cried out: "Oh, Joe! Joe! This is killing me!" "Myra!" he cried.
I arsk" she flung out her hand towards Sylvia "Is she your own or is she not?" "She is my daughter," said Aaron, mildly. "Why do you ask?" "'Cause you don't take interest you should take in her marriage, which is made in heaven if ever marriage was." Norman raised his head like a war-horse at the sound of a trumpet-call. "Who talks of marriage?" he asked sharply.
There was a puzzled look in his face as though he were making an effort to recall something familiar. "What is the matter with him?" he asked Trent. "Drink!" "Then why the devil don't you see that he doesn't get too much?" the newcomer said sharply. "Don't you know what it means in this climate? Why, he's on the high-road to a fever now. Who on this earth is it he reminds me of?"
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