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Updated: May 13, 2025
It was such a lazy, deliberate movement that for a moment she thought it came from the party, who had returned noiselessly with the runners. She scrambled over to the back seat, unbuttoned the leather curtain, lifted it, but nothing was to be seen. Consequently, with feminine quickness, she said, "I see you perfectly, Mr. Waterhouse don't be silly!"
He sat with his coat unbuttoned over a white waistcoat, resting both elbows on the table, and while waiting for the steak he had ordered he looked at a French novel that lay open on his plate. He was only looking at the book to avoid conversation with the officers coming in and out; he was thinking. He was thinking of Anna's promise to see him that day after the races.
She had changed into dark brown cotton pants, a cream colored T-shirt, and a red plaid flannel shirt, unbuttoned. She hung his jacket on a peg by the door. "You look great," Oliver said. It was the truest thing he had said all week. "Thank you." She stopped a moment, pleased. "I put the water on. Want some tea? Some lunch?" "Tea would be good. I'm not too hungry maybe a piece of toast?"
The conversation waxing hot and the Indians gathering close in around me, I unbuttoned the flap of my pistol holster, to be ready for any emergency. When the altercation became most bitter I put my hand to my hip to draw my pistol, but discovered it was gone stolen by one of the rascals surrounding me.
"I did." "You avoided moving him?" "It was unnecessary to move him. He was dead, and the wound was in the left shoulder. I pulled his coat open and unbuttoned his shirt. That was all." "How long dead?" "I should say he had been dead not more than an hour when I saw him." "What had caused death?" "The stab of some long, narrow-bladed weapon, such as a stiletto." "Why a stiletto?"
"Before me was a space of sea. Before I crossed I wanted to hear that wild music; but your voice broke my dream." She sat up and unbuttoned her sleeve. As I live, there was a red mark on her arm above her elbow! I crushed my hands together and set my teeth, for I would have kissed the mark and washed it with my tears. But Verry must not be agitated now.
"The game being done, the little Swiss unbuttoned his pockets, to pull out a new four-pistole piece, and presenting it to me, he asked my pardon for his great freedom, and seemed as if he wished to retire. This was not what I wanted. I told him we only played for amusement; that I had no design upon his money; and that, if he pleased, I would play him a single game for his four pistoles.
The President's description of the famous fighter and the tremendous responsibility which was now being placed on his shoulders had roused John's curiosity to the highest pitch. The General was seated in an arm chair in the yard under a great oak. His coat was unbuttoned and he had tilted back against the tree in a comfortable position reading a newspaper.
The convulsed motions ceased; and the old man unbuttoned his waistcoat, as if to relieve some sense of oppression; uncovered his gray hairs; and, after leaning back to rest himself, with his eyes fixed, and in reverie for a few moments, he sat upright again in his chair, and exclaimed, as he looked round, "Son! Did not somebody say that word? Who is so cruel to say that word before me?
As he unbuttoned the waistcoat, he laid bare a dark red stain on the breast of the fine silk shirt. He opened shirt and under-vest, bent an ear to the still form, and then, with a little helpless gesture, rose to his feet. "Dead?" queried Trevert. Romain nodded shortly. "Shot through the heart!" he said. "He looked so ... so limp," the boy said, shrinking back a little, "I thought he was dead.
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