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Updated: June 17, 2025
"That broke the molecular impact with the air like a ceramic nose cone. Kept it from burning up completely." The thing was a lady's silver compact, from which a large piece had been fused away. A bobbypin had gotten welded to it. Old Paul Hendricks cursed. Poor Two-and-Two moved off sickly, with a palm clamped over his mouth. Eileen Sands gasped, and seemed about to yell.
The school at Rye was all very well, attended by the daughters of tradesmen and farmers, and taught by women whom Joanna recognized as ladies; but she had long dreamed of sending her little sister to a really good school at Folkestone where Ellen would wear a ribbon round her hat and go for walks in a long procession of two-and-two, and be taught wonderful, showy and intricate things by ladies with letters after their names whom Joanna despised because she felt sure they had never had a chance of getting married.
Despairing of his coming, they were strolling two-and-two after Johnnie on the sidewalk. "It's you and me for it, Pap," he said hardily. "What was you tryin' to do? Was you gettin' the patent for Johnnie? Shall I call her up here and ask her?" "No, no," exclaimed the old man hastily. "They ain't no use of puttin' sich things in a fool gal's hands.
Next comes the prefect of the city; at his side the general in command of the garrison of Lucca, escorted by a brilliant staff. Each bears a tall lighted torch. The law and the army are closely followed by the church. All are there, two-and-two from the youngest deacon to the oldest canon in his robe of purple silk edged with gold wearing a white mitre.
"You guys can find something useful to do," Nelsen snapped at the gathering crowd. "Well, Frankie," Tiflin taunted. "Aren't you going to invite me into your fancy new quarters? Joe and Two-and-Two also look as though they could stand a drink." On the sundeck, Tiflin spoke again. "I suppose you've got it figured, Nelsen?" Nelsen answered him in clipped fashion. "Thanks.
The poor man was walking behind the coffin of his darling; she was his only child, and he looked quite heartbroken. Peasants walking two-and-two came behind, they were singing a funeral hymn. I rose to mark my respect as they passed, and joined in the hymn they were very sweetly singing. My companion shook me a little roughly, and I turned surprised.
"If our Eileen has or will make it, she won't be the first or last," Frank offered, almost mystically. "Hey I was right about the word, wild," Two-and-Two mused. "Yeah we're all just plum-full of wanting to be wild. Not mean wild, mostly constructive wild, instead.
Maybe he asked, because he got an answer from the grinning, freckled face bending over him, as he lay, armorless, on a sort of pallet, under the taut stellene roof of a Moontent. "Sure Frankie me, Gimp Hines, the itinerant trader and repairman of the lunar wilderness... What a switch didn't think you'd goof! The Bunch especially Two-and-Two couldn't contact you.
Tiflin snarled but obeyed. Ions jetting from the Earthward hub-ends of the rotating rings, yielded their steady few pounds of thrust. The gradual outward spiral began. "Cripes I'm not sure I can even astrogate to the Moon," Two-and-Two was heard to complain. "I'll check your ionic setting for you, Two-and-Two," Gimp answered him.
I will instance one occasion. Having one day got leave from the delegates of our ship, while we lay off Sheerness, to go on shore, I landed at the dockyard. I found, as I passed through it, that I was followed by the whole body of delegates, walking two-and-two in procession, Parker and Davis leading, arm-in-arm.
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