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A messenger handed a couple of telegrams to the chief. He read them with knitted brows and then touched a call-bell. "Send in Officer Stone," he ordered. Mr. Stone immediately made his appearance. In his hand he carried a flat, square parcel which, in obedience to a further order, he proceeded to unwrap.
Anything might happen to him this day! He reached inside the seat to grasp the disjointed rifle, and three swift movements seemed to serve to unwrap it and put the pieces together. "What else did Anderson say?" he asked, sharply. "That likely the car would head for the hills, where the I.W.W.'s are camped." "What road from here leads that way?"
"Wonder what it is," remarked the other, his eyes glued curiously on the packet, which was not more than five or six inches in length. "Feels just like a book," returned Thad, starting to unwrap the cloth that bound the object in its waterproof folds. "A book, eh? Like as not some sort of diary.
She had no curiosity as to its contents, as was shown by her sitting down again without opening it. Resting her chin on her hand she drifted into thoughts that plainly were not happy ones. Finally she again sighed deeply and leaned back in her chair. Her eyes fell upon the parcel. Indifferently she slipped off the cord and began to unwrap the paper.
Rumphius raised from the casing the mummy, which was no heavier than a child's body, and began to unwrap it with motherly skill and lightness of touch. He first of all undid the outer envelope of linen, sewed together and impregnated with palm wine, and the broad bands which here and there girdled the body.
She watches two hands grey-caked over red unwrap from paper a dazzle of colours, place it to her eyes on the floor, pull with a string: it has little wheels, it moves! "Quackle-duck," he announces. Flora spreads out her hands, sinks on her rump, feels its green head that bobs with purple bill, feels its yellow tail. "Quackle-duck yours," says the boy. She takes the string from his hand.
Well, I'll put them away until to-morrow. They're of no use to-night." "Put them in here, Steve," said Mrs. Maynard, opening a cupboard door, for there was a possibility that the good-natured gentleman might be persuaded to unwrap them at once. Meantime Grandma was reviewing the small Maynards. Marjorie she had seen in the summer, but the others had been absent a longer time.
"Now, darlin'," softening "here we stand fussin', and you ain't even guessed what your presents are. Guess something that's real fine: something you'd like in the city, pettie." She began to unwrap the larger of the packages. "Oh," said Gwendolyn. "What I'd like in the city. Well," suddenly between her brows there came a curious, strained little wrinkle "I'd like " The white paper fell away.
This was his great opportunity during the year to do things for the Dudley children and he took full advantage of the moment. John's thin, sallow face glowed, his black eyes gleamed as he watched the children unwrap the packages. In the midst of the excitement, Lydia shrieked. "My ducks! My ducks!" and bolted for the kitchen. "The pie!" cried Lizzie, panting after her.
Thorpe looked to see him quit the room, this task accomplished, and was conscious of something like dismay at the discovery that he intended to unpack them as well. Pangbourn began gravely to unwrap one paper parcel after another and to assort their contents in little heaps on the sofa beside him.
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