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Updated: May 13, 2025
The skins were not those of mere foxes or martens or deer, but of mountain lions and grizzlies. There were besides many soft, tiger-like skins, which Sir Duke did not recognise. He kept looking at them, and at last went over and examined one. "What's this, Monsieur Pourcette?" he said, feeling it as it lay on the top of the pile.
You already felt her compressed heat, and were aware of a tiger-like character even in her repose.
"Who told you she was pretty?" asked Lisbeth sharply, in a tone hollow with tiger-like jealousy. "Why, you did." "That was only to see your face. Do you want to go trotting after petticoats? You who are so fond of women, well, make them in bronze. Let us see a cast of your desires, for you will have to do without the ladies for some little time yet, and certainly without my cousin, my good fellow.
If you do but speak her name again before me I will run you through." Receiving no answer, he departed with Cyran, while the others gathered about their host. There was a heavy rumble in the throat of Antipater a tiger-like, Herodian trait and then a volley of oaths came out of it. He trembled with rage and flung his sword far across the dim atrium with a shout of anger.
There was something incredibly ruthless, tiger-like, about this shadow-dwelling woman. "Say it now, Joshua; that you know of a certainty Andrew went down. I dare you again!" Joshua said it. "I know of a certainty Andrew went down that night." "How do you know? Did you see him go down? Tell me that!" For a moment, for more than a long moment, her question hung unanswered in the air.
Then there would come a sudden leap in, tiger-like, a blow struck, or blows, and a swift leap back, whereupon the left foot would take up again its tapping advance. When Ponta made his savage rushes, Joe carefully covered up, only to emerge, his left foot going tap, tap, tap, as he immediately followed up. Ponta was slowly weakening. To the crowd the end was a foregone conclusion.
The poor sufferer, urged on by the feelings of domestic or paternal attachment and the ardour of revenge, conceals himself among the bushes until some young or unarmed person passes by. He then, tiger-like, springs upon his prey, drags his victim into the thicket, and in the night carries him off as a slave.
Burgess, who relied on a run that was a series of tiger-like leaps culminating in a spring that suggested that he meant to lower the long jump record, found himself badly handicapped by the state of the ground. In spite of frequent libations of sawdust, he was compelled to tread cautiously, and this robbed his bowling of much of its pace. The score mounted rapidly. Twenty came in ten minutes.
We're going to get it, so make up your mind to that." "How?" Dane asked. "Oh, you'll soon know. Out with it. We're in a hurry." "So am I," Dane replied. Then he slightly crouched, and with a sudden tiger-like spring he was upon them.
There had been rapid steps overhead for some moments, and now the two men became aware that the tiger-like sounds had quite ceased. The steps overhead quieted. Farraday put out the lamp, and the blue light flooded the room. A bird called loudly, and another answered it, high, repeatedly. The notes were right over their heads; they rose higher, insistent. They were not the notes of a bird.
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