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Updated: May 7, 2025
The birds are right under her nose, and she dares not move a muscle, but stands as if changed into stone, her eyes starting with excitement, her nostrils expanded, her feathery stern quivering stiffly out behind and every line of her figure standing out like whipcord. "Toho!"
Half a tumbler for every twenty seconds, isn't that it, Whipcord?" "I thought it was a whole tumbler!" "Ah, wouldn't you take your time to decide, eh? Come now," said Masham, taking out his watch, "we'll start now." "Hold hard," said Whipcord. "Surely we are to have glasses too, to see if he guesses right." "Very well, fill all round. Now, Batchelor." "I really can't do it," I said, faintly.
Why, women aren't the brittle things men used to think them. They never were, and the war has made them like whipcord. Bless you, my dear, we're the tougher sex now. We've had to wait and endure, and we've been so beaten on the anvil of patience that we've lost all our megrims. She put her hands on my shoulders and looked me in the eyes.
He knew that the stockman was dubious, as he himself was, about being able to make the return trip in safety. The horses were tired; so, too, were the men who had broken the heavy trail for so many miles, with the exception of Sam himself, who seemed built of whipcord and elastic. They would be greatly encumbered by the woman, for she would certainly give out during the journey.
"Oh, the usual lot," said Doubleday, with the air of a man who gives "feeds" every day of his life. "The two Wickhams, and Joe Whipcord, and the Field-Marshal, and an Irish fellow who is lodging with him. We ought to have a jolly evening." In due time the guests arrived, Mr Joseph Whipcord being the earliest.
"God in heaven! am I to die here like a rat in a trap?" he groaned, the veins standing out like knotted whipcord on his forehead, the perspiration pouring down his face like rain. For some moments there was a strange, unaccountable silence in the outer room. Lester paused in his efforts to wrench the iron bands asunder which bound his wrists, wondering what that ominous silence meant.
Gayner was sitting her beautifully, not attempting to hold her, for he knew that if he stopped her, whipcord wouldn't make her run again; but with a firm, steady pull on her mouth his hands low, and both on the reins, and his legs well tucked in.
Life isn't half long enough, and we're going to talk faster and more crisply, do more and know more, and dwell less on any subject than you can possibly imagine. We are "the best" made of wire and whipcord. And Val was unconsciously forming himself on a set whose motto was: 'We defy you to interest or excite us. We have had every sensation, or if we haven't, we pretend we have.
The hand which gripped her fan was straining so that the blue veins stood out almost like whipcord. "Esther is very young, Mr. Hamel. We must talk this over. You have known her for such a very short time." A servant announced dinner, and Hamel offered his arm to his hostess. "Is Gerald away, too?" he asked. "We do indeed owe you our apologies," Mr. Fentolin declared.
"Go down stairs and wait for me in the hall," he ordered. "You too, Skinner." They left the room. Horser turned to Mr. Sabin, and the veins on his forehead stood out like whipcord. "I know when I'm beaten," he said. "Keep your report, and be damned to you.
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