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Updated: June 6, 2025
"We're a fine couple of fish," he said. Tom chuckled wryly. "Live fish, anyhow." "In my case, thanks to you," Bud said. "Forget it, pal. The score's about even, I should think," Tom said, recalling the many life-or-death adventures they had shared. Bud was thrilled to hear of Tom's electronic hydrolung.
I would rather follow your advice than my convictions. Your resignation is accepted." An hour later, fuming, Bors paced back and forth across the floor of a cabin in the flagship. The Pretender of Tralee entered. The older man looked wryly amused. "It was a most improper thing to do. You resigned your commission and then ordered the low-power fields built on all ships."
When she pushed a box up to the table and sat down upon it, and rested her elbows on the oilcloth and looked straight at him with her chin nested in her two palms, he drew a long breath, hunched his shoulders with some mental surrender, and grinned wryly. "So be it," he yielded, throwing his hat upon the bunk. "I kinda overplayed my hand, anyway. I most humbly ask your pardon!"
You saved my life and I'm grateful, but you frighten me, always. It is the cruelty in your strength, it is something away back in you lustful, and ferocious, and wild, and crouching." He smiled wryly. "It is my local color, maybe absorbed from this country. I'll try to change, though, if you want me to. I'll let them rope and throw and brand me.
Its arrival and involvement in the revolt was pure accident. It was no part of any thought-out plan. But he was wryly relieved when he had convinced himself that Mekin needed the products of this world too much to exterminate its population with fusion-bombs. More days of travel in overdrive tedium. Bors was astounded and appalled. Interference here would only make matters worse.
"Well, yes," he said, still smiling, "I fancy that you ought to remember Hamilton, senior, and remember him very well, too. But, anyhow, by-gones are by-gones. You weren't alone in your misery, Carrington. He beat me, too, several times." Hamilton smiled now, but wryly.
If anything, I admire someone who can use his claws especially if, as I begin to suspect, they're not his." He leaned over, his hand lightly on Bart's shoulder. "I don't forget so easily. You saved my life, remember? And you're a hero on the ship for warning us all. Are you really human? Why not get rid of the disguise?" Bart laughed wryly. "It won't come off," he said, and explained.
Skilfully as a surgeon, but awkwardly as a father, he bent to re-adjust the weight of the little iron leg-braces. "But I tell you no one will stay with us!" he finished hotly. "There's something the matter with us! I don't seem to have money enough in the world to make anybody stay with us!" Very wryly, very reluctantly, at one corner of his mouth his sense of humor ignited in a feeble grin.
But as long as the rest of you are out of it " "Oh, I can see that.... And you and me both understand a little about politics, I should imagine." He grinned wryly. "Never thought I'd link up with any reform outfit but why don't you mail me a copy of your amendment, and I'll see how the boys take it." Mr.
All he hates is anybody in it." Then he grinned wryly because of his hurt. "No use arguin' with a mule I used to be too good a walker." Casey therefore traded his riding saddle for another packsaddle, and collected six coal-oil cans which he cleaned carefully. William was loaded with cans of water, which he seemed to prefer to Casey, though they probably weighed more.
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