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Updated: June 17, 2025
I sauntered off leisurely, and reaching the building, I supplied the officer in charge with my name and a host of other minute details as requested. Then turning to me, and holding a paper in his hands, he remarked: "Herr Ma-hone-i! You are a free man!" "What?" I yapped, scarcely believing I had heard aright, "A free man?" I almost cried with joy at the news. "Free to go home to England?"
The barking continued for almost half a minute, and then Godolphus emerged, capering absurdly on his hind legs and revolving like a dervish, flung up his head, yapped thrice in a kind of ecstasy, and again plunged into the store. "That's funny, too," mused Tilda. "I never knew 'im be'ave like that 'cept when he met with a friend.
Back where the moon was making the barren mountains a wonderland of deep purple and black and silvery gray and brown, a coyote yapped a falsetto message and was answered by one nearer at hand his mate, it might be. In a bush under the bank that made of it a black blot in the unearthly whiteness of the sand, a little bird fluttered uneasily and sent a small, inquiring chirp into the stillness.
And at night, when the white foxes yapped, and the wind moaned "As I have hope of paradise I swear that I saw him alive, M'sieu," Pierre was saying again over the table. Raine, of the Fort Churchill patrol of the Royal Northwest Mounted Police, no longer smiled in disbelief.
A tiny motorphobe in the shape of a black Pomeranian yapped viciously at the automobile as the vehicles passed each other; and though the ladies one stout, the other slim were thickly veiled, Rosemary cried out, "Oh, it's the Comtesse and Mademoiselle. They must be going away." Hugh said nothing, but his silence was eloquent to Evelyn, who knew now the whole story of the girl with the soft eyes.
Formez vos bataillons!" Around the room they marched singing, "Marchons! Marchons!" with all their might, while Fallowby with very bad grace, hammered on the table, consoling himself a little with the hope that the exercise would increase his appetite. Hercules, the black and tan, fled under the bed, from which retreat he yapped and whined until dragged out by Guernalec and placed in Odile's lap.
We talked and laughed till the very jackals yapped in sympathy outside.
We yapped aloud, we kicked up our heels, we shook hands, we finally joined hands and danced around and around. From all sides the miners came running up, dropping their tools with a clatter. We were assailed by a chorus of eager cries. "What is it, boys?" "A strike?" "Whereabouts is your claim?" "Is it 'flour' or 'flake'?" "Let's see!"
Throughout his course the voice of the engine had, as it were, yapped at his hurrying heels, but now it was silent, and he could hear a murmur of voices and an occasional shouted order. He came into sight of the accident, to face a bewildering scene. Two hundred yards up the track stood the major portion of the train, intact.
Hundreds of ragged and shabby men sat in serried rows, leaning forward with elbows out and heads protruding as they listened to a speech from the gimcrack stage. They seemed to be waiting to spring, like famished and ferocious tigers. Interrupting, they growled, snarled, yapped, and swore with appalling sincerity. Imprecations burst forth in volleys and in running fires.
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