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Pyecroft with a jerk of his arm threw loose the forward three-pounder. The bar of the back-sight was heavily blobbed with dew; the foresight was invisible. "No they wouldn't have their picket-boats out in this weather, though they ought to." He returned the barrel to its crotch slowly. "Be yeou gwine to anchor?" said Macduff, smacking his lips, "or be yeou gwine straight on to Livermead Beach?"
"It is against the vow ... but, under compulsion ... and truly I make it even better than I used," he wound up, smacking his thin lips as he handed back the bottle. The buccaneer took it, watching his face closely. "Here's death to the Pope!" said he, and tasted it, then took a gulp. "The devil, but it is hot!" he exclaimed, the tears springing into his eyes.
I went there, and so found myself in conversation with a droll little man, a Dutch Minister, and a great favourite with the Czar. The Admiral and his wife, before we sat down to eat, handed round to each of their company a glass of brandy on a plate. "What an odious custom!" whispered the little Dutch Minister, smacking his lips, however, with an air of tolerable content.
"Oh dear!" ejaculates Konev, dancing with nervousness. "Oh dear, oh dear!" The smacking, smashing blows fall in regular cadence as, prone on his face, the young fellow kicks, struggles and puffs up the dust.
"Oh, Dixie!" said Christian, suffering equally with artist and critic, "don't you see, it's a picture of me!" Mrs. Dixon took the blow gallantly. "Well, wasn't I the finished fool to forget my specs! I that couldn't see the harp on a ha'penny without them!" "Don't worry, Dixie," said Larry, smacking a ball into a pocket; "I'm not surprised you didn't recognise it it's not half good enough."
Only a week had elapsed since he had actually ascertained the impracticability of reaching a higher latitude, what likelihood could there be of a channel having been opened up to the northward during so short an interval? Such was the series of insoluble problems by which I posed myself, as we stood vainly smacking our lips at the island, which lay so tantalizingly beyond our reach.
Bear grumbled to himself something about a nice state of affairs; but pretty soon he seemed to listen, for Mr. 'Possum was smacking his lips, thinking of those chicken pies Mr. Crow had described, and Mr. Bear has very quick ears. "Mr. Crow," he said, "do you think Mr. 'Possum is really as dead as he might be?" "Oh yes, Mr. "We're just waiting for the ground to thaw to have the funeral."
Emily had thought of something, and got it ready; but whilst the carriage was in sight nothing was to be done, for Henry had picked up a branch which had fallen from one of the trees, and as he sat on the root, was jogging up and down, waving his branch like a whip, and imitating those sort of odd noises which drivers make to their horses; such as gee-up! so-ho! and now and then he made a sort of smacking with his lips.
Drink to my l-l-luck, boys, and watch me!" The landlord filled their glasses once more, and low gurglings, smothered swallows, and loud smacking of lips filled the interim of interrupted conversation. "I say, Doc, that daughter of yours knows her biz when it comes to telling fortunes," ventured a young dandy, whose head had been turned by Pepeeta's beauty.
"Yes," said the Cap'n, imperturbably, "I'm tryin' it now tryin' to drive a whole litter of 'em away from the trough where they want to eat up at one meal what it's taken me a whole year to scrape together." Persiflage of this sort did not appear to be accomplishing anything. Hiram relieved his feelings by a smacking, round oath and stamped out of the town-house.
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