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Updated: June 16, 2025


Are you still prepared to resist?" The President of the Council of Syndics wasn't and said so. Trask asked him how much authority his position gave him. "I have all powers in any emergency. I think," the voice added tonelessly, "that this is an emergency. The council will automatically ratify any decision I make." Harkaman depressed a button in front of him.

Abrahams, conscious for the first time that the remainder of his narrative might be considered by a critic something of an anti-climax and lacking in drama. "But she was in to see me this afternoon and wants her job back." "Ah!" said Mrs. Abrahams, rather tonelessly.

Carse regarded it with his hard stare until the door clicked behind the coolies and they were once more alone. Then his head returned to its bowed position, and Friday approached the apparatus and began to examine it with the curiosity of the born mechanic he was. "Let it be, Friday," the Hawk ordered tonelessly. A dozen minutes passed in silence.

"Well, father, what's gone wrong?" asked Kale, again. "Your disappointment what was it?" She spoke without animation, tonelessly, in a flat, even voice. "What's wrong with me?" asked Flint, trying to veil the secret malice and keen satisfaction that underlay his speech. "Oh, just this. You remember about a week ago, when we ah had that little talk in the music room ?"

He wanted to keep cool and quiet. But for all his reassurance there was something a little queer with his lungs, and his heart was lurching sickeningly in his side, like a runaway ship's engine. And then he heard his own voice repeating very tonelessly, "O God, O God," and the horror of it all came blackly over him and a feeling of profound and awful sickness.... It was a sound.

To right and left of us were steep hills, and off the side of one of them, that on which M. lived, the grass had been scraped and hacked. There remained mud which harmonised tonelessly with our uniforms. Under our feet as we walked along the roads and paths which led from end to end of the valley there was mud. The parade grounds each camp had one were mud.

The latter is generally considered the greater crime. These things passed through Septimus's mind. His ignorance of the ways of what is, after all, an indifferent, self-centered world exaggerated them. "You know what it means?" he said tonelessly. "If I didn't, should I be here?" He made one last effort to persuade her to take Zora into her confidence.

Her legs were trembling beneath her had been trembling uncontrollably even as she nerved herself to stand and confront the woman at whose door she laid the ruin of her son. But now the spurt of nervous energy was exhausted, and she sank back into her chair, thankful for its support. "I don't know where he is," she said tonelessly. "I don't even know whether he is alive or dead."

He regarded her in silence for a moment. "I don't think you'll ask me to release you from your engagement again," he said slowly. "No," she whispered tonelessly. "No." She tottered almost as though she were going to fall. With a sort of rough kindliness he put out his hand to steady her, but she shrank from him like a beaten child. "Don't do that!" he exclaimed unevenly.

The Mercutian was suspicious. "Hmm. Funny there's no sign of a struggle here. Nothing is upset." "They ran out the back way," the girl repeated tonelessly. "We'll see; but if you are lying...." He said no more, but the pause was significant in its implications. "I would not lie to the Magnificents." "Not if you are wise." He seemed to be the leader.

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