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And it was wonderful the change that came over the man as he sat listening to the tap-tap of the blind man's stick in the passage. He watched the door uneasily, and there was a short breathless attention about him.
"The cottage door stood ajar also. He thrust this open too, and for the first time stood face to face with Mademoiselle Henriette. "She sat by the kitchen table, with one arm flung across it, and her body bowed with grief. At her feet lay a trodden bunch of the monkey flowers: and at the tap-tap of his wooden leg on the threshold she sprang up and faced him, across the yellow blossoms.
She saw him quite clearly; she heard the padding tap-tap of his paws and very toe-nails; she felt his warmth brushing hard against the front of her skirt. She thought then that he would settle down upon her feet, but something disturbed him, and he stood pausing, pressed against her, then moved out toward where I generally sit, but was not sitting that night.
Then he subsided into warm drowsiness and listened to the locusts in the yuccas, and the tap-tap of the old woodpecker that was never weary of assaulting the big pine. Fred had finished his pipe and was wondering whether he wanted another, when he heard a call from the cliff far above him. Looking up, he saw Thea standing on the edge of a projecting crag.
In the shadow overhead flew and chattered crowds of green paroquets and glossy crows, while here and there we could see a Bird of Paradise drooping its smart tail-feathers amid the foliage. A little further, and deep in the forest the ear caught the busy tap-tap of the woodpecker, the snap of the toucan's beak, or far away the deep trumpeting of the elephant.
That of the miners is most satisfactory. We must hold back the railways. There may be trouble with the A.S.E." For a long time there was a silence, broken only by the rustle of papers and an occasional word of explanation from the German. Then Tommy heard the light tap-tap of fingers, drumming on the table. "And the date, my friend?" said Number One. "The 29th."
"It's no muckle mair than 'Auld Lang Syne, my dear, for Auld Lang Syne." That night the excited boy was wakened by a tap-tap, as of someone knocking for admittance, and stealing to his mother's side, he cried, "Aaron Latta has come; hearken to him chapping at the door!" It was only the man through the wall, but Mrs.
"You all right, old feller?" he called. Underneath the house he heard the responsive tap-tap of a tail in the dry dust. He climbed out of his clothes, leaving them in a pile in the middle of the floor, tumbled into bed, and pulled the covers high over him. "Golly!" he said. "Oh, golly!" Next day he hunted till sundown. The Christmas holidays were on and there was no thought of school.
The sun, sliding up to midday, shone straight in upon them through the open door. Polycarp Jenks, riding that way in obedience to some obscure impulse, lifted his hand to give his customary tap-tap before he walked in; saw Val lying there, and almost fell headlong into the room in his haste and perturbation.
He wanted more than anything else in the wide world to kill George Dalton. Of course in these days such things were preposterous. But he had murder in his heart. "I blame myself," Becky said, tap-tap, "I should have known that a man doesn't respect," tap-tap, "a woman he can kiss." He took the riding crop forcibly out of her hands. "Look at me, look at me, Becky, do you love him?"
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