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Updated: May 1, 2025
Then a woman's head with hair in tight pigtails stood out against the pallid light of a bedroom lamp, turned low, and the whispered challenge came out to them. "Who's out there?" "Ssh!" cautioned the girl, tensely. "It's I, Auntie. Don't wake Father."
"They haven't the strength to protect a fly," John whispered to his neighbour. "Ssh!" his neighbour whispered back, "it's a symbolical promise!..." He hurried to the offices of the Evening Herald and wrote his account of the ceremony he had seen.
"Ssh!" warned the little old gentleman, speaking low. "We have to have him. And he has his good points." The Piper was staring at Gwendolyn impertinently. Now he climbed down from his seat, all his pipes tinkling and tankling as he moved, and gave her a mocking salute, quite as if he knew her yet without removing the tobacco-pipe from between his lips, or the greasy cap from his hair.
"Ssh!" "Do you know what I should have said?" Mavis made a last effort to preserve her being from the thraldom of love. It was in her heart to leave Perigal there and then, but although the spirit was all but willing, the flesh was weak. As before in his presence, Mavis was rendered helpless by the odd fascination Perigal exercised. "Do you know what I should have said?" he repeated.
"Wherever he may be found " The sentence was completed with an expressive pantomime. Don Custodio raised both arms to the height of his face, with the right more bent than the left, turned the palms of his hands toward the floor, closed one eye, and made two movements in advance. "Ssh! Ssh!" he hissed. "And the diamonds?" inquired Ben-Zayb.
"But let every adventurer pray for an early death, for with adventure come wounds, and with wounds come sickness, and except in romances sickness affects the nervous system. Your nerve goes. Where are you then, my boy?" "Ssh! what's that?" said Lewisham. It was a rap at the house door.
Inside, benches and desks had been pushed against the wall, and in the centre of the schoolroom, amid a cloud of dust, Ingmar Ingmarsson was whirling round, with a chair in his arms. "Has Ingmar gone mad!" exclaimed Gertrude. "Ssh!" warned the mother, drawing her away from the door and down the stairs. "He must be trying to teach himself to dance.
Mattison gripped Harvey's arm, and drew him back into the alley. They crouched behind a pile of boxes. "It's like stealing apples," whispered Harvey. "When the old man gets after you with a stick." "Ssh!" The footsteps sounded loud on the stone walk. Then a helmeted figure passed the alley, and went on its way.
I whipped him good, too. Gentlemen," the Swede cried to the men at the table, "have a drink?" "Ssh!" said the barkeeper. The group at the table, although furtively attentive, had been pretending to be deep in talk, but now a man lifted his eyes towards the Swede and said, shortly, "Thanks. We don't want any more." At this reply the Swede ruffled out his chest like a rooster.
Wernberg's getting along in the hospital?" "I don't know," said Hugh. "I must say though that I'm more interested in Lena." "I'd like to see our old friend, the false detective." "So would I. What do you suppose he is " "Ssh," hissed Bob suddenly. Around the corner of the Cooks' house came a woman. She walked briskly and a moment later had reached the street.
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