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Updated: May 16, 2025
But soon, in straggling twos and threes, they lagged behind to explore and pluck wall-flowers from the crannies. Girls, feeling the pressure of lovers' arms about their waists, giggled shrilly. They wandered off to shady nooks in the grass-grown ramparts where woolly sheep looked up somnolently to watch them. To the few who remained the old man mumbled on.
French persons fall in love with people on this side of the Channel, and vice versa. And, sooner or later, all these persons, who are in trouble with their property or their affections, come to me, because money is invariably at the bottom of the trouble. Money is invariably at the bottom of all trouble. And I represent money." He pursed up his lips and gazed somnolently at the fire.
"On the middle rafter," murmured the Football Man, "is one old fellow giving signals." "A quartette is singing drinking-songs on my nose," muttered the Glee Club Man. "We won't need to cook," I suggested somnolently. "We can run up and down on deck with our mouths open and get enough for breakfast." The fourth member opened one eye.
The vast lonely steppe, where formerly one saw merely the peasant-farmer, the shepherd, and the Tchumak,* driving along somnolently with his big, long-horned, white bullocks, is now dotted over with busy industrial settlements of mushroom growth, and great ironworks some of them unfinished; while at night the landscape is lit up with the lurid flames of gigantic blast-furnaces.
The kassab was the only one of the crew taking their evening meal who noticed the presence on deck of their commander. He muttered something to the tindal who directly cocked his old hat on one side, which senseless action invested him with an altogether foolish appearance. The others heard, but went on somnolently feeding with spidery movements of their lean arms.
"Does that boat stop here?" shouted Thorpe across the suds. "Sometimes," replied the man somnolently. "Not always?" "Only when there's freight for her." "Doesn't she stop for passengers?" "Nope." "How does she know when there's freight?" "Oh, they signal her from the mill " but Thorpe was gone. At the mill Thorpe dove for the engine room.
They talked for a little, and presently Tim, whose eyelids had been blinking somnolently for some time, gave vent to an unmistakable yawn. "I'm I'm confoundedly sleepy," he murmured apologetically. "Then go to sleep," came promptly from Sara. "It's quite the best thing you can do. I'll run off and write a judicious letter to Elisabeth about your sprain" smiling.
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