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Updated: April 30, 2025
Whimpering, the negroes scooped up the blankets. "Wait!" ordered Tom. "How about these clothes? Where're mine? If I'm caught in these things...." The negroes collected his clothes, which had been spread out to dry, and he changed rapidly. "Take everything and get back as quickly as you can. Come just as soon as it's daylight to be sure you haven't left anything.
You're a nice person, Pills, to leave the organisation of a racing boat's crew to." He looked round the quarterdeck. "Where're all the others? Lazy hogs! Here we are with the sun half over the foreyard and the boat not even manned." The Surgeon eyed him severely. "You're none too smart on it yourself, Bunje. Where's Thorogood? Where's Number One? Where's Gerrard? Where's ah, now they're coming."
Above it on a blue board in letters of gold-leaf a foot high was the name of the tug. As David read it his breath left him, a finger of ice passed slowly down his spine. The name he read was The Three Friends. "The Three Friends!" shrieked David. "She's a filibuster! She's a pirate! Where're we going?" "To Cuba!" David emitted a howl of anguish, rage, and protest. "What for?" he shrieked.
"But Hunston doesn't know it yet!" exclaimed Peter. "Kindly get that well into your head. All these Hackleys and Orricks still think that you're their meat Where're you going?" Varney, pausing at the hatch, deliberated whether he should say anything to Peter about Mr. Higginson's latest and most daring intrusion, and declared for the negative.
Burrows. "There's money in this jay town and we're going to get a bunch of it." Jerry stepped hastily forward, a light of joy dancing in his eyes, with Chris treading on his heels. "Please, mister," said Jerry eagerly, "we'll carry water for the elephants." "We want to see the circus," added Chris. "You're too little to carry water," said Sam. "Where're all the bigger kids?"
I got to ask you that before I thank you the way I want to thank you. But, before you kick out, you'll find that Pete Reeve is a friend." "My reason was," said Bull, "that I had business to do with you that couldn't be done in a jail. So I had to get you out." "And now where're we headed?" "Where we can do that business."
He had a red-stained rag tied about his forearm and carried his hand tucked into the half-open front of his shirt. Drew walked toward him slowly, feeling oddly detached. He noted that the trooper's weathered face had a greenish shade, that his mouth was working as if he were trying to shape soundless words. "Where're the rest?" Drew asked. Driscoll's good hand motioned to the left.
A brakeman stuck his head in the end window of the box car and shouted at me: "Where're you going?" "Birmingham," I answered. "What have you got to go on?" I had some money in my belt, but I would need that for the boarding-house keeper in the Alabama iron town. So I drew something from my vest pocket and said: "This is all I've got left." The trainman examined it by the dim light at the window.
"Where're Fay and the others?" The Indian made a gesture that signified the rest of the party were beyond a little way. Shefford took Nas Ta Bega's arm, and as they walked, and he panted for breath, he told what had happened back on the slopes. The Indian made one of his singular speaking sweeps of hand, and he scrutinized Shefford's face, but he received the news in silence.
Lars Peter took them up into the cart, and they gathered round him, each anxious to tell him all the news. He took no notice of their chatter. Ditte sat quietly, looking at him out of the corners of her eyes. When he was seated at his meal, she said, "Where're all the things you were to buy for me?" He looked up startled, and began stammering something or other an excuse but stopped in the middle.
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