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When she was out of sight he went back under the arch to attend to his three horses; and the moment that he did so a fat but very furtive Hindoo took his place glanced down the street once in the direction that Rosemary had taken and then darted up-street as fast as his shaking paunch would let him.

The dog doubled of a sudden between Akbar's legs and the elephant slid on his rump in the futile effort to turn after him then crashed into the wall opposite Tripe's dismantled shed cannoned off it with a grunt of sheer disgust and set off up-street, once more in hot pursuit. "That brute got my good rum, damn him!" said Tom, opening the stable door. "Hello! Horse down? Any harm done? Right-oh!

There had been a hurricane in the night. The weed-grown tile-roofs were still dripping, and from lofty brick and low adobe walls a rising steam responded to the summer sunlight. Up-street, and across the Rue du Canal, one could get glimpses of the gardens in Faubourg Ste.-Marie standing in silent wretchedness, so many tearful Lucretias, tattered victims of the storm.

The horse was all nerves and in no mood to wait on ceremony, which accounted for a broken spoke and a fragment of the gate-post hanging in the near wheel. They forgot to unlash the wheels before they started, so the dog-cart came up-street on skids, as it were, screaming holy murder on the granite flags which in turn saved the near wheel from destruction.

Burkhardt stepped out into an evening left thus to its stilly depth, shades drawn against it, a light dust of snow, just fallen, was scurrying up-street before the wind, like something phantom with its skirts blowing forward. Little drifts of it, dry as powder, had blown up against the porch.

Towards evening, however, a respite came, and I took the opportunity for a stroll up-street, as much for the sake of hearing the gossip of the town as to escape from the atmosphere of sorrow and perplexity by which I was surrounded. My walk down to the gate was full of a certain uneasy apprehension.

"Suppose Uncle Duke sees him first." "I'll see that he doesn't see him first." "Where is Uncle Duke to-night, do you know?" "Lefever says he is up-street somewhere." "That means Tenison's," said Nan. "You need not be afraid to speak plainly, as I must. Uncle Duke is very angry I am deathly afraid of their meeting."

Mr. Peaslee looked more complacent than ever. It was Saturday noon, and Solomon had just returned from his usual morning sojourn "up-street." He had taken off his coat, and was washing his face at the sink, while his wife was "dishing up" the midday meal.

The coach that had carried me away, was melodiously called Timpson's Blue-Eyed Maid, and belonged to Timpson, at the coach-office up-street; the locomotive engine that had brought me back, was called severely No. 97, and belonged to S.E.R., and was spitting ashes and hot water over the blighted ground.

At a word from Miss McClean the old hag came out into the sun again and blinked at the Rajput, very much afraid of him. Mahommed Gunga saluted Miss McClean swore at the old woman pointed a wordless order with his right arm watched her shuffle half a hundred yards up-street followed her, and growled at her for about five minutes, while she nodded.