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Updated: May 11, 2025
As it was he just went home aching yet withal as yet subconsciously for the ability to be of use in some way, the opportunity of distinguishing himself and saving his belovéd home town from the awful effects of the fear that was fated from now onward to be with him always the dreaded Black Rising.
It was about time to get ready.... Knowing subconsciously that he had made some slight favourable impression at any rate that he hadn't repelled or bored her he dressed with all the anxiety, joy and thrills of excitement of a boy of twenty; and no boy of twenty can ever feel these things as keenly or half as elaborately as a man nearly twice that age, since all the added experiences, disillusions, practice, knowledge and life of the additional years help to form a part of the same emotion, making it infinitely deeper, and all the stronger because so much more averti and conscious of itself.
And then he was aware that, subconsciously, it had seemed to him a most curious coincidence that the letter should be dealing with the robbery of Henry Grenville's safe that night. Yes, certainly, it was a most curious coincidence, when he was even then on his way to the Rat! He shrugged his shoulders in his whimsical way. Well, for once, he had forestalled the Tocsin!
"Paratime Police Field, back of the Paratime Administration Building." "Right, sir. Twenty seconds to blast, when you're ready." "Ready now." Verkan Vall relaxed, counting seconds subconsciously. The rocket trembled, and Verkan Vall felt himself being pushed gently back against the upholstery.
"I've done for myself, for her," he repeated, subconsciously aloud, in a harsh whisper. He stood rigid, unseeing; a pulse beat visibly in the brown throat by the collarless and faded shirt. Simmons regarded him with a covert gaze, then, catching the attention of the clerk in the store outside, beckoned slightly with his head.
In the darkness his mind wandered, too, gathering notes subconsciously for his wonderful new story. 'Come down here to me, he cried, as a man cries in his sleep, making no audible sound. 'There's less risk among the foundations. And down came Daddy with an immediate rush. He arrived in a bundle, then straightened up. The two men stood side by side in these subterraneans of the night.
In paying Pete a dollar a week, Annersley had established a precedent which involved Young Pete's pride as a wage-earner. In making Pete feel that he was really worth more than his board and lodging, Annersley had helped the boy to a certain self-respect which Pete subconsciously felt that he had lost when Roth, the storekeeper, gave him a home and work but no pay.
But to avoid mistakes, Foy's gun followed Pringle's motions, at the same time willing and able to blow out Creagan's brains if advisable. He also acquired Creagan's gun quite subconsciously. "Let me introduce myself, gentlemen," said Pringle. "I'm Jack-in-a-Pinch, Little Friend of the Under Dog see Who's This? page two-thirteen. My German friend, come out from behind that bar hands up step lively!
He was wondering what complications lay ahead of this raw creature whose crudity of appearance was so at odds with the compelling quality of his eyes. "Do you want a Pullman reservation?" he asked. "What's thet?" The boy put the question with a steadiness of gaze that seemed to defy the agent to entertain even a subconsciously critical thought as to his ignorance.
A generous square opening appeared in the ceiling, and leading down from it was the gratifying vision of a small ladder. Up the ladder Laurie sprang with the swiftness of light itself. Subconsciously he realized that if he was to catch the person who had opened that door and dropped that ladder, he must be exceedingly brisk about it. But quick as he was, he was still too slow.
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