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"The rain will be here in a minute." Clouds completely covered the sky. Black forms seemed to dart out of their heavy masses. "There's a drop," cried Susie. Then what a wind! Straw hats were whirled away, but there was no time to run after them. "Pile up the hay!" The great loads staggered. "Drive for the barn!" shouted Mr. Leonard. "Some of it must spoil, I suppose. We have done our best."
We turned our horses and ran, the bullets flying after us thick and fast my whip being shot from my hand and daylight being put through the crown of my hat. We were in close quarters, when suddenly Lieutenant Valkmar came galloping up to our relief with several soldiers, and the Indians seeing them whirled and retreated.
How interesting. "It was like being in an old English book, Sir. Like Bracebridge Hall. But an American wrote that! I kept peeking around for the Boar's Head and the Rosemary and Magna Charta and the Cricket on the Hearth, and the rest of the outfit. Then Van Zyl whirled in. He was no ways jagged, but thawed thawed, Sir, and among friends.
Van Arenberg would have prevented her reaching it, but his sword whirled from his hand, the next instant he was driven overboard by a thrust from a pike through his breast. A despairing cry was heard, and before the people could clutch his clothes he was swept away by the current. In a few words Jaqueline told of the outrage to which she had been subjected.
And with this extreme statement he whirled his horse and rode on at the head of the cavalcade in dignified silence.
Here and there were to be seen couples so carried away that, ceasing to move at the decorous, even glide, considered most knowing, they pranced and whirled through the throng, from wall to wall, galloping bounteously in abandon. George suffered a shock of vague surprise when he perceived that his aunt, Fanny Minafer, was the lady-half of one of these wild couples.
Memories and fancies whirled in his disordered brain without relation to each other or consequence in his thoughts. Now it was the two Englishmen seated side by side behind the ropes and quietly talking of what was "not good for us," as though they had the whole of India, and the hill-districts, besides, in their pockets.
She got in, and the soldier chauffeur whirled her away to the Villa Beau-séjour, beyond Tervueren. On her return she found her mother prostrate with bad news. Their nearest neighbour, Farmer Oudekens who had driven them into Brussels the preceding day had been executed in his own orchard only an hour ago.
I'll stay here, and if I have enemies I'll fight them!" Prale told him. "Why are you so eager to have me run away?" "I don't want to see you in trouble, Sid." "That's peculiar. In the old days you used to gloat whenever I got in trouble. You seem to have a wonderful and sudden regard for my welfare, and I can't explain it to myself." Once more, Prale whirled around and started up the Avenue.
'Now thou knowest! and the torrent of black horns, foaming muzzles, and staring eyes whirled down the ravine just as boulders go down in flood-time; the weaker buffaloes being shouldered out to the sides of the ravine where they tore through the creepers. They knew what the business was before them the terrible charge of the buffalo herd against which no tiger can hope to stand.
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