Vietnam or Thailand ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !

Updated: June 21, 2025


That's the best way." "Why Koppy?" Conrad's eyes fell away sullenly. "He had the impertinence to imagine " He stopped. "I could shoot him like a mad dog," he exploded. Torrance chuckled. "That's the spirit, lad. I was going to say that there's only one way to handle the bohunk: beat him down. . . . D'ye realise, Adrian, you haven't killed a single one yet?

What we want to do is get rid of Torrance." "That isn't all you want to do," said Krovac. "There is something else." Bince realized that he was compromised as hopelessly already as he could be if the man had even more information. "Yes," he said, "there is something beside Torrance's interference in the shop.

Suppose, for instance, one of these crack-brained foreigners in the shop got it into his head that Torrance here was grinding him down in order to increase our profits? Why, he might attack him at any time! I tell you, we have got to be prepared for such a contingency, especially now that we have concrete evidence that there is such a man in our employ. I think you ought to be armed, Mr. Torrance.

I am, do not forget" the woman's eyes twinkled mischievously "Doctor Marcia Lowe of Torrance, Mass. Good-bye! You have been very kind and helpful. I feel that you and I will be good friends. Get-up, pony!" She flapped the reins in the most unprofessional manner, and the horse turned to The Appointed Way with briskness that bespoke his impatience and a desire for more familiar scenes.

The nature of the man's testimony was such that, like Krovac's, it was difficult of impeachment, although Jimmy was positive that Bince perjured himself, especially in a statement that he made of a conversation he had with Mr. Compton the morning of the murder, in which he swore that Compton stated that he intended to discharge Torrance that day.

Torrance, still blinking with sleep, looked along the rifle barrel. For several seconds he could see nothing but the dead grey grass. Then a dim movement focussed his eyes. A hundred yards away the Indian was creeping toward them. At intervals the redskin raised his head to peer across the grade.

"But you don't want horses like them, when you've a circus beast over there would make them look like a wheelbarrow without the wheel." "How much?" Torrance sighed. "Is that all the English teacher knew at your school? Conrad, he's making me name a price, because I don't know any other way to stop him. Indian-who-spiks-English, they cost me two hundred dollars each, and " "Daddy!" "Oh, bother!"

Bince?" asked the lieutenant. "I certainly do," said Bince. "Did you ever see this pistol before?" Bince took the weapon and examined it. "Yes," he said. "Under what circumstances?" asked the lieutenant. "It was one of two that Mr. Compton had in his desk. This one he loaned to Torrance two or three weeks ago. I was in the office at the time." The officer turned toward Jimmy.

Torrance received them with a burst of joy, shaking each by hand in turn, scarce knowing what he was doing. "Keep an eye on Tressa," he cried, and made for the front door. Mahon grabbed him. "Here, they have that door covered. Conrad will be all right. Anyway, it's throwing yourself away searching for him now." "Conrad!" The contractor's bull voice was full of disgust. "Conrad to hell!

Torrance leaping like an ill-played clarionet from key to key, and had an opportunity to study his moth-eaten gown and the black thread mittens that he joined together in prayer, and lifted up with a reverent solemnity in the act of benediction. Hermiston pew was a little square box, dwarfish in proportion with the kirk itself, and enclosing a table not much bigger than a footstool.

Word Of The Day

filemaker

Others Looking