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"I recall to myself every morning, Madame Bathilde," he began, removing a large blob of honey from the dimple in his pink chin, "how that angel used to arise and prepare herself for her day's work. And of an economy! Charcoal did for her four times what it will for me. And times are hard!" Bathilde sighed sympathetically. "My faith, yes; she was a wonderful manager, pauvre ange.
It shone clear on the grid the segment of star-field with a tiny cigar-shaped blob. Clear enough to be unmistakable. The Planetara! Here now, over the Moon, almost directly overhead, poised at what the altimeter scale showed to be a fraction under thirty thousand miles. The men gazed in awed silence. The Planetara coming.... But the altimeter needle was motionless.
What vast blob of wisdom would find its difficult way out of him? The bulbous lips wiggled in a pleasant smile. "Voo parlez francais." This was delightful. The planton behind me was obviously angered by the congenial demeanour of Monsieur le Gestionnaire, and rasped with his boot upon the threshold.
"You can't show a finger.... They've nearly had Blob already ain't they, Blob?" Blob, cuddling in the corner, shook his head cunningly. "Oi've had them," he said. "Three pennorth of em," pointing to the little pile of coppers at his side. "I'm giving him a penny apiece for each Gang-er he gets, and twice the money for a Frenchman," the Parson explained.
Behind us the French coast was a looming mass, then a thick blob, finally a thin blur hardly perceptible to strained eyes. I was thoroughly seasick, retching and vomiting over the narrow freeboard.
The doctor switched on an electric torch and threw a blob of light upon the gravelled pathway for them to see the descent. Then one by one they went quietly down the steps, and West shut the door behind them. "Excellent! Excellent!" exclaimed Doctor Bartholomew, as the gate was reached with no untoward happenings. "Not a soul knows we're gone, boys. That's pretty certain.
He had seldom seen tears on his mother's face, but he saw one now. They had been reluctant to come for many a day, and this one formed itself beneath her eye and sat there like a blob of blood. His own began to come more freely. But she needn't not expect him to tell her to write nor to say that he didn't care what Thrums thought of him so long as she was happy.
Know can trust Chinaman ebery time. Many time now me do this; so know how make trail up-river, much far past same tourist use. Sabe, Flank, Blob?" The two boys stared at each other, unable to say a word at first. It was as if the same tremendous thought had come to each. "Gee whiz! did you get on to that, Frank?" finally ejaculated Bob.
Sound and sturdy atheistic ideas like those experienced by Buddha before Buddhism or Christ before Christianity could only be sustained by exceptional men as long as they had good health, the necessities of food and shelter, scant relationships at the very least, and some occupation to direct time and thought; for otherwise the scaffolding of higher and wiser vistas would teeter and break, thrusting a man who was trying to balance himself on this scaffolding of tiered thought into that abyss of perceiving the world as an amorphous blob that was continually being twisted by supernatural forces.
"Dirty skunks!" he panted. "Had their bellyful before I'd begun." Blob was laughing to himself. "Oi loike killin," he gurgled. "It goos in so plop-loike." A figure, tall and black as a winter tree, shot up against the light on the shingle-bank, and hung a second there. The Parson waved. "Too late, Monsieur le Poseur," he called mockingly. "Better luck next time."
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