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"For you know, said I, Miss Beverley has had one duel fought for her already, and a lady who has once had that compliment paid her, always expects it from every new admirer; and I really believe your not observing that form is the true cause of her coldness to you." "Is it possible you can have talked so wildly?" "Yes, and what is much better, he believed every word I said!" "Much better?
The traitor's body had been thrown on the ground, in a corner of the room, the bed was overturned and broken, all the straw had been torn from the mattress, and the wife and sons of the dead man, armed with pickaxes and spades, were wildly overturning the beaten soil that formed the floor of the hovel. They were seeking the hidden treasures. "What do you want?" demanded the widow, rudely.
I will run away!" cried Hetty wildly. "Let her go, Nell," said Phyllis, giving her sister a warning look; and Miss Davis said: "When she is hungry she can apologize for her conduct. In the meantime she had better go away and be left alone till she recovers her senses."
Gaining the street he approached a gendarme and repeated his question, with no better result than before, for the fellow waved his arms wildly in all directions and roared a volley of incomprehensible French phrases that conveyed no meaning whatever. "If ever I travel in foreign countries again," said Rob, "I'll learn their lingo in advance.
"Why, Mattie, the house is afire!" said Patty Sands. "Let's get out quickly." They opened the hall door, closing it tightly after them. They had far better have stayed in the apartment and have descended by the fire escape, but they thought of it too late. The hall door had locked behind them. The outer halls were black with smoke. People were rushing wildly up and down.
She held it carefully to the paper. For an instant it burnt up brightly, then flickered and went out. She blew the spark, but it died also. Then she threw the paper on to the ground, trod on it, and went to her bed, and began to undress. Em rushed to the door, knocking against it wildly. "Oh, Tant Sannie! Tant Sannie! Oh, let us out!" she cried. "Oh, Lyndall, what are we to do?"
He hit out wildly and savagely; but the full force of his blows didn't tell they were too near to him. It was long odds, though, in point of strength; and in another minute Tom went spinning backwards over a form, and Flashman turned to demolish East with a savage grin. But now Diggs jumped down from the table on which he had seated himself.
The Rector had gone to London, and a stranger took his pulpit on that all-important Sunday before the wedding. Mrs. Bertram wondered a little over these two points, but they did not greatly disturb her; Loftus was at home and Loftus looked strangely, wildly happy. Mrs.
He took a quick stride towards her, catching her by the arms. "Diana" his voice vibrated "won't you trust me?" "Trust you! How can I?" she broke out wildly. "If trusting you means standing by whilst Adrienne Oh, I can't bear it. You're asking too much of me, Max. I didn't know . . . when you asked me to trust you . . . that it meant this! . . . And there's something else, too. Who are you?
In a windowless room at the back of the house one of the boards over a window had been broken and a bird had flown in and become imprisoned. The presence of the woman frightened the bird. It flew wildly about. Its beating wings stirred up dust that danced in the air. Elsie stood perfectly still, also frightened, not by the presence of the bird but by the presence of life.
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