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Updated: May 21, 2025
"After I'm married, I don't think I shall ever go to London again. It would be like peeping into heaven. Then the door would slam and I'd come back here! I'm out of it now out of everything. The others will all go on singing and playing and making books and pictures right in the heart of it all. While I shall be stuck away here . . . by myself . . . making soup jellies!"
Drew's throat was aching and dry, but he was still croaking hoarsely, hardly feeling the slam of his Colts' recoils. They were up to that blue line, firing at deadly point-blank range. And part of him wondered how any men could still keep their feet and face back to such an assault with ready muskets.
A wave of retreating Yankees crossed the shallow river. Forrest's men dismounted to fight and took the stream on foot, the icy water splashing high. It was wild and tough, the slam of man meeting man. Drew wrested a guidon from the hold of a blue-coated trooper as Hannibal smashed into the other's mount with bared teeth and pawing hoofs.
They obeyed, and when the wooden lid fell over the sleeping form, shutting it in with a slam, and hiding it from the girl's sight, the barrier gave way which had hitherto restrained her tears and she began to weep bitterly; now, too, the feeling that she had indeed lost her mother took complete possession of her the sense of being an orphan and alone, quite alone in the wide world.
So Joel stopped chasing the hen and the chickens, and rushed up to slam down the bar, and two more chickens having hopped out in the meantime, there they were seven downy little balls, hurrying about in a great state of excitement to reach mother, who was clucking noisily for them to hurry and come under her wing.
Then she recalled, with a sharp catch of the Breath and a little tug of Pain at the Heart, that she had balled herself up at one Stage and got dummied out of a Grand Slam. "It would have meant a long pair of the Silk Kind," thought she, as she sighed deeply and turned the cold Faucet. After Breakfast, she took a long Walk up the Avenue as a Bracer.
The well of her youth was revealed before him, the fountain of her soul. "I'm goin' to roll in," Charley announced, his branch consumed in the eager breath of the little blaze. "Don't slam your shoes down like you was drivin' nails when you come in, Joan." "It wouldn't bother you much," Joan told him, calmly indifferent to his great desire for unbroken repose.
"As you won't speak I'm going to crack the nut for myself. Your head will be the nut, and this rock I have in my hand shall be the hammer. I'm going to slam this rock on your head with all the force I've got, and I'm a good, straight thrower." Yet, though Hazelton spoke with such confidence, he was far from meaning all he said.
In the little room to which he followed them, Irene stood by the open window, and the 'fellow' close to her by a big chair. Soames pulled the door to behind him with a slam; the sound carried him back all those years to the day when he had shut out Jolyon shut him out for meddling with his affairs. "Well," he said, "what have you to say for yourselves?" The fellow had the effrontery to smile.
She went indoors to attend to the dinner table; and as Gabriella turned back to the steps, she heard the gate slam and a man's voice exclaim heartily: "I'll see you about it to-morrow." Then a figure came rapidly up the walk a large, free figure, with a buoyant swing, which awoke a trivial and fleeting association in her memory.
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