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But fortunately there are arrangements of words capable of adjusting themselves to confusion, capable of tick-tocking in the midst of disorder. Tick, say the words and tock say the juries. Tick-tock, the cell door and the scaffold drop.
"Mis' Toplady an' Mis' Holcomb was high-eyebrows on the other side of it, an' they come at me like tick lookin' for tock. "'Well, s'I, 'it is Jennie's shroud she's wearin'. But I guess we'll hev to bury 'Leven in it to get it underground. I won't tell her. "I give 'em to understand as much as I wanted they should know, not includin' exactly how I met 'Leven.
A thousand years are as but a watch in the night, and tick, tock, tick, tock, went the great clock, and the dresses of little Jeanette Barclay slipped down, down, down to her shoe-tops, and as the skirts slipped down she went up. And before her father knew it her shoe-tops sank out of sight, and she was a miss at the last of her teens.
Calhoun looked at a clock and opened his mouth to speak again, when a taped voice said abruptly: "When the gong sounds, breakout will be five seconds off." There was a steady, monotonous tick, tock, tick, tock, like a metronome. Calhoun got up and made a casual examination of the ship's instruments. He turned on the vision screens.
The house itself was dark, but for a flicker of firelight on a windowpane. "Look in and see if any one is there," Hortense whispered to Owl. Obediently he flew and peered in at the window, returning to say that all he could see was the clock. So Hortense ventured in, finding the house empty as Owl had said, save for Grandfather's Clock. "They're all out, tick tock," said the Clock.
"You wished to see some one?" she inquired. As they spoke absolutely together neither heard the other's question and each silently awaited an answer. "Tick ... tock" said the old clock, sleepily. Wade's gaze wandered. He wondered whether it would be unforgivable to dash quickly out and slam the door behind him.
Then, after you got your teeth in, you'd pull and pull, and all of a sudden the apple would go "tock!" and your head would fly back from the recoil, and you had a bite about the size of your hand. You "chomped" on it, with your cheek all bulged out, and blame near drowned yourself with the juice of it.
The machine-gun bullets were simply rattling on our hide. Tock, tock, tock they kept drumming. The first shell that hit us must have been head on and a direct hit. There was a terrific crash, and the old girl shook all over, seemed to pause a little even. But no harm was done. After that we breathed easier. We hadn't been quite sure that the Boche shells wouldn't do us in.
Lambert to her, as she noted the two red spots burning in her cheeks and her anxious glances toward the clock, "don't fret; she's probably going to be fashionably exact on the stroke of the hour." Elsie gave a little start at this, and, laughing nervously, began to talk to Joe Marchant, while tick, tock, the clock beat out the time. "We'll wait five minutes for her," thought Mrs. Lambert.
"We'd better keep the water in the kitchen runnin' to-night. The pipes'll freeze." Tick-tock. Tick. Tock. She had not moved, still sitting staring above the top of his head. He slid out his watch, yawning. "Well, if you think it's too raw for the movin' pictures, Hanna, I guess I'll be movin' up to bed. I got to be down to meet a five-o'clock shipment of fifty bales to-morrow.
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