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Judas was leading, and as an ape munches a flower he was muttering the Master’s name.” Eleazer paused and looked at his sister. She was standing erect, her face wan, the brow contracted, the rhymes of her lips tight-pressed. Then, with a glance at Olivet, he continued: “For a little space I waited. They had ascended the slope and halted. There was a shout, the waving of torches, then a silence.
Halby, with one foot on a bench, was picking at the fur on his sleeve thoughtfully. His face was a little drawn, his lips were tight-pressed, and his eyes had a light of excitement. Presently he straightened himself, and, after a half-malicious look at Pierre, he said to Throng: "Where are they, do you say?" "They're at" the old man coughed hard "at Fort O'Battle." "What are they doing there?"
'Tis a most cursed insufferable pup." "Art a judge of men, Lal." Sir Oliver stood up booted. "I am for Arwenack to exchange a compliment or two with Sir John." His tight-pressed lips and resolute air supplemented his words so well that Lionel clutched his arm. "You're not... you're not...?" "I am." And affectionately, as if to soothe the lad's obvious alarm, he patted his brother's shoulder.
They were making assurance doubly sure, or seeking to do so. They disappeared briefly. Again they stood, side by side, in relief against the sky. 'That is Jim Courtot, I know it. Helen's hands were tight-pressed against her breast in which a sudden tumult was stirring. All of yesterday's premonition swept back over her. 'You two will meet this time. And then 'Listen, Helen.
"What, in Heaven's name, can she want?" "Only one thing!" "And that is " "To have loved." Wherewith he turned into the Greco. He had found the one flaw and it was still there. What he missed in her was still wanting. "V'la ce que c'est la gloire au grabat!" The contemptuous sentence was crushed through Cigarette's tight-pressed, bright-red lips, with an irony sadder than tears.
He had listened, saddled, and come, and now, when behind them lay the harder part of the journey, they heard other hoofs on the road and made out a shadowy horseman who wheeled his mount to ride beside them. Then for the first time in a long while the girl opened her tight-pressed lips to shape the gasping question which she was almost terrified to ask. "How is he, Bas? Air he still alive?"
Ali Partab came forward to the cage bars, but said nothing; it was very dark inside the cage, and even the sharp-eyed old woman could not possibly have seen his gestures; when he stood, tight-pressed, against the bars she might have made out his dark shape dimly, but unless he chose to speak no signal could possibly have passed from him to her.
"We meet again," he laughed sociably. "Howdy!" Her lips tight-pressed, she gave her attention for a moment to her wheel and the rutty road in front of her. Her cheeks were red and grew redder. Perhaps a dozen men, here and there upon the street, had seen.
She sat in a rocking-chair, but did not rock, her fingers busy with the knitting-needles, her feet planted squarely on the home-made hassock at her feet. The old man waited for a minute in a painful silence, then he turned slowly round, and, with tight-pressed lips, looked at the woman in the rocking-chair.
"Her little, worn-out frame dropped back upon the bed, and the next thing I remember is snatching up a pillow, and holding it tight-pressed against Jeanie's face for fear the sound of her sobs should penetrate into the next room; and afterwards we both got out, somehow, by the other door, and rushed downstairs, and clung to each other in the back kitchen.
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