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  • And as he ended, Shere Ali suddenly leaned over the balustrade of the balcony. His two companions followed the direction of his eyes; and both their faces became alert with some expectancy. for a moment Linforth imagined that Shere Ali was merely pretending to be absorbed in what he saw.
  • The sun was setting as they crossed the bridge. They stopped for a moment and it was a breathtaking sight to see the sun set over the river.
  • We stood on the sidewalk for a moment while he looked up, then down, Bourbon apparently having some internal debate. Finally, he took my hand and turned us in the direction of Esplanade Avenue. "I promised you dinner and drinks, and I never fail to deliver." The way he wiggled his eyebrows made me laugh again and I pictured of how the two of us looked. Theo's dark, tanned and casual in jeans and a button-down look. I stood beside him with my hair down, dress blowing in the breezeso normal.
  • Lar paused for a moment as he did not follow the purpose of the question. Finally, he spoke the obvious. "You did, but what has that got..."
  • The automatics of both lads spoke four times in rapid succession, and as many men fell to the floor. for a moment the Apaches fell back. In this moment Jean swung wide the door, and, picking up his revolver, rushed to the side of the two lads, while through the door streamed, one after another, the squad of French cavalrymen.
  • "Now, I wonder wha' cud be up tha' on the top of the rock that the boy wanted," mused Big Pete, and for a moment or so he stood in silent thought; at length he exclaimed, "Why, bless my corn-shucking soul, if I don't believe he's got a lariat staked out tha' an' crosses this ditch same as we-uns aimed to do!" With that he began raking and scraping the top of the opposite rock with the shepherd's crook, and presently there came tumbling and twisting like a snake down the face of the cliff, a long braided rawhide rope with a loop at the bottom end.
  • She started, and grew a little pale. His question suggested a possibility that had not occurred to her. That he could leave his work in Black Rock she had hitherto never imagined; but there was other work, and he was fit for good work anywhere. Why should he not go? I saw the fear in her face, but I saw more than fear in her eyes, as for a moment or two she let them rest upon Craig's face. I read her story, and I was not sorry for either of them. But she was too much a woman to show her heart easily to the man she loved, and her voice was even and calm as she answered his question.
  • 'It is true you had your hours of contrition, in which, with tears and prayers and unbounded acknowledgments of the absurdity of your conduct, together with solemn assurances of reformation, you have for a moment recalled my lost love, and made me hope you would acquire some power over the discordant passions that devoured you. But these promises were so often repeated, and so continually forgotten, that at length they afforded neither hope nor ease: they had only been gleams of sunshine, foreboding that the tempest would soon return with increasing violence. Yes, partial as I know you, and blind to your own errors, you cannot deny that at last you approached the fury, rather than the woman.
  • They hesitated for a moment which to take; but at length concluded upon keeping straight on; and so they moved forward as before.
  • When Gardiner had assured himself that the danger was past he turned to his companions and found Miss Vane busily sprinkling water from the well on the face of Mrs. Delt, who when the height of the excitement was over, had availed herself of a woman's privilege to faint away. But the fresh water soon restored her. for a moment her eyes wandered uncertainly from one of her rescuers to the other, and presently she burst out in a ringing laugh.
  • He did not finish. for a moment the wind had lessened in fury, as if gathering a deeper breath. And what he heard drew a cry from him this time, and a sharper whine from Peter. Out of the blackness of the night had come a woman's voice! In that first instant of shock and amazement he would have staked his life that what he heard was not a mad outcry of the night or an illusion of his brain. It was clear--distinct--a woman's voice coming from out on the Barren, rising above the storm in an agony of appeal, and dying out quickly until it became a part of the moaning wind. And then, with equal force, came the absurdity of it to McKay. A woman! He swallowed the lump that had risen in his throat, and tried to laugh. A WOMAN--out in that storm--a thousand miles from nowhere! It was inconceivable.
  • We can't risk even a match; it could be seen from the street, he said brusquely, as he fumbled around for a moment in the darkness. "Ah--here it is!" He lifted a telephone receiver from its hook, and gave a number.
  • But the fight was won, and when dawn came it only showed the heap of wood ash and twisted sheets of galvanized iron--which was all that remained of Marmot's store--and streaks of black running out into the paddock beyond and along the fences, with now and again a tree either leafless and charred, or with the leaves brown and scorched, showing where the fire had for a moment obtained a footing and striven to gain a hold, from whence it could spread in every direction, to reap, with its sickles of flame, the rich harvest in a wild, unrestrained orgy and blast, not only Nature's, but man's, handiwork into a dreary sadness of blackened desolation. The men, having won, went back to the Rest, with their throats parched and aching, their eyes smarting from the smoke and the dust, and their skins grimed and clammy.
  • My glass was empty. for a moment I was tempted to hurl it at the head of the Fellow in History. But what of it? I filled it and emptied it again.
  • At the very moment when these things were passing under the wattled roof of Muriel's hut, it happened that on the taboo space outside, Toko, the Shadow, stood talking for a moment with Ula, the fourteenth wife of the great Tu Kila Kila.
  • She fell a trembling, and for a moment could not speak. Her eyes grew veiled in tears, but through them he saw a bright smile break, like sunlight after summer showers.
  • Out of the way! shouted Cameron, dragging his man with him, but just as he reached the door a heavy glass came singing through the air and caught him on the head. for a moment he staggered, caught hold of the lintel and held himself steady.
  • She pondered this for a moment as they made their way across the yard, being careful in the mean while to see if they were observed. After a moment she halted.
  • He caught her to him. Her arms tightened about his shoulders. for a moment he felt the thrill of her warm lips. Then she drew back, whispering again:
  • What I need to do’, said Pearl. ‘Is sit here for a moment as the manager and determine which two staff members would be best to work with me to manipulate the council bank account’.
  • The rabbit looks down to the ground below at the tops of lush green trees, a tiny creek shimmering in the sunlight, rolling hills of windswept grass; for a moment there was no pain, no fear, and the world was a beautiful place.
  • The club knocked his blade downward. The steel's ring was like a cry of anguish, and he thought for a moment the blade might be broken. The sword's point struck the ground, burying itself in the tall grass.
  • Which way should he go? How should he avoid stepping on some recumbent form if he moved at all? for a moment he stood irresolute. Well, whatever he did he must do quickly, for the short summer night was far advanced. He had not a moment to lose. If he only dared take a pony! If he could drive them all off and leave his pursuers without a horse on which to follow him! It was a thought worthy of a Cheyenne scout, and Glen realized in a moment that, hazardous as the undertaking would be, it offered the only means of ultimate escape. He thought he knew where the horses were, and began to move with the utmost caution, feeling his way inch by inch, in that direction.
  • The chief's angry features quivered at the mention of her mother, and he instantly released the flute. Wallulah clasped it to her bosom as if it represented in some way the mother she had lost, and her eyes filled with tears. Again her father's hand rested on her head, and she knew that he too was thinking of her mother. Her nature rose up in revolt against the Indian custom which forbade talking of the dead. Oh, if she might only talk with her father about her mother, though it were but a few brief words! Never since her mother's death had her name been mentioned between them. She lifted her eyes, pathetic with three years' hunger, to his. As their glances met, it seemed as if the veil that had been between their diverse natures was for a moment lifted, and they understood each other better than they ever had before. While his look imposed silence and sealed her lips as with a spoken command, there was a gleam of tenderness in it that said, "I understand, I too remember; but it must not be spoken."
  • I stood for a moment in the moonlight and solitude and then something happened that cooled my fevered brain and put Flora out of my thoughts. Loud on the frosty night rang the report of a gun; two more followed in quick succession. From the nearest watch-tower the sentries shouted a sonorous alarm, and their voices were drowned by a shrill and more distant burst of Indian yells.
  • The instant his head was turned the girl snatched a pistol from the brace of weapons on the washstand and thrust it under her cloak. Neither Golden Beard nor Ali Baba noticed the incident; the latter was busy connecting the three cylinders with coils of wire; the former, deeply interested, followed the operation for a moment or two, then walking over to the trunk, he lifted from it a curious little clock with two dials and set it on the railed shelf of glass above the washstand.
  • She was breathing a little more quickly. for a moment it seemed as if these two had forgotten Philip and Josephine. Their eyes had turned to each other.
  • Dinah clung to her fast for a moment or two, and her hold was passionate. "Oh, don't praise me for that!" she whispered into Isabel's neck. "I am not good at all. I am very bad."
  • There was definitely something different about these two, Simon decided. Could it be what he thought? He took a deep breath. Studied the carpark for a moment or two and slowly walked down the ramp and into Centra.
  • Gabriel walked over to the glass door. He hesitated for a second and then put his hand upon the glass. He stood, motionless, breathless for a moment before placing his forehead on the glass.
  • Conor hesitated for a moment before answering. "Its really little more than a proofof a triangleand the three segments making it up, Ms. Singleton—"
  • "Im first!" she cried triumphantly and for a moment she was the rock-hard sophisticate no longer, just an eager young girl with wind-blown hair on a spring day in Missouri.
  • My hand reached along the dark wall for a light switch and found it. Lamps all around the bedroom flickered to life. The room stunned me for a moment. It was beyond lavish. The ceiling was tall, and everything looked old and expensive; everything except a big, comfy sofa under the windowsill of an enormous arched window. We were reflected back perfectly in the glass. I pulled Andrew over to the sofa, and we sat. We held hands in silence for a moment before I broke it.
  • Upon my word, said Don Ramon, laughing, "it is positively exhilarating to hear the confident tone in which you talk; you are actually inveigling me into the indulgence of some sort of ridiculous hope that your enterprise will be successful! Now, let us talk for a moment or two as though that hope were going to be realised. When you have accomplished the rescue of our friends, you had better put into some Cuban port where your yacht is not known, and communicate with me by telegraph. Now, what would be the best place for you to call at?"
  • So for a moment they stood, for he looked fierce and ill to deal with. Then, just as they began to feint in front of him, there came a rush of feet, and on either side of Peter appeared the two stout serving men, also sword in hand.
  • All three, as we have said, dropped their loads on the ground; and, after pausing for a moment to look down, ran precipitately back for their guns. These they got hold of, and examined with care, looking to their caps and nipples. They had already loaded them, before commencing to skin the cimmarons. They now stole cautiously back to the ravine, and again looked over its edge. To their consternation, not one bear, but three of these horrid animals were busy with the meat below! One was smaller than either of the others, and differed from them in colour.
  • At times, if he became particularly interested in the conversation, he put his fork down, and when he picked it up again he was in difficulties for a moment or two, having lost track of the food remaining on his plate. On these occasions the ever-watchful butler would either place the food with a fork in the track of J. P.'s systematic exploration, or guide Mr. Pulitzer's hand to the right spot.
  • The boy was back in five minutes with Sheriff Pete and Deputy Seth. The sheriff looked down pityingly on the wounded man for a moment and then took him in his arms as if he had been a child and carried him to the cavern, where the boys and the deputies were assembled around a roaring fire over which Tommy and George were broiling bear steaks.
  • I assured her sadly that it was so, and went on to suggest, for I felt that such a horrible doubt should not have life for a moment longer than I could help, that it often happened that after death faces become softened and even resolved into their youthful beauty, that this was especially so when death had been preceded by any acute or prolonged suffering. I seemed to quite do away with any doubt, and after kneeling beside the couch for a while and looking at his lovingly and long, she turned aside. I told her that that must be goodbye, as the coffin had to be prepared, so she went back and took his dead hand in her and kissed it, and bent over and kissed his forehead. She came away, fondly looking back over her shoulder at his as she came.
  • For half an hour Ross Shanklin rambled on with his horse reminiscences, never unconscious for a moment of the supreme joy that was his through the touch of his hand on the hem of her dress. The sun dropped slowly into the cloud bank, the quail called more insistently, and empty wagon after empty wagon rumbled back across the bridge. Then came a woman's voice.
  • Caislyn thought for a moment and a memory came back to her of a time when she was lost in the woods by her family's cottage. She had wandered back there chasing butterflies while her parents were occupied with an elderly woman who had come to visit them. She didn't mean to go as far into the woods as she did, but before she realized what was happening the butterfly flew high above the trees and Caislyn remembered looking around and feeling completely lost and hopeless. It was then that she felt a strange pull in her stomach, she ran in the direction she was compelled to follow and before long she saw her dad standing there. The worry that was momentarily creasing his face eased into a smile as Caislyn ran into his arms. "Daddy, I was lost." She had said to him.
  • The man laughed. He opened his mouth wide, until his yellow fangs gleamed in the sun, and the girl with the axe paused for a moment in her work, and flung back her head, staring at the two before the cabin door.
  • I watch her go. There's a strange feeling inside my head. for a moment I think the ghosts are calling, but it's not that. Barbie Deb is standing by a table in front of the pub talking to several girls. She looks over her shoulder at me, and I wave. It's not the smartest thing to do, the girl has a psycho boyfriend, but it feels like the right thing. Perhaps I owe the ghosts more than a last visit. Perhaps I need to help them when they're gone.
  • "Kragor," Dexter said softly, by way of greeting. He found himself smiling, putting his troubled thoughts aside for a moment.
  • Rick stood for a moment estimating the direction from which the light had come. He walked to the part of the wall on which they had seen the shadow, and stood with his back to it. He flashed his light straight ahead, and it fell on the broad back of the Black Buddha.
  • But Mr. Craig looked at him for a moment and said, "Him that cometh unto Me I will in no wise cast out,"' and Geordie was silent, though he continued doubtful.
  • It was not anger that he saw in her face. It was, instead, a mingling of shock and physical hurt; a measurement of him now, as she looked at him, which recalled her to him as she had stood that night with her back against his cabin door. Yet he was not trying to piece things together. Even subconsciously that was impossible, for all life in him was centered in the one stupendous thought that she was not dead, but living, and he did not wonder why. There was no question in his mind as to the manner in which she had been saved from the sea. He felt a weakness in his limbs; he wanted to laugh, to cry out, to give himself up to strange inclinations for a moment or two, like a woman. Such was the shock of his happiness. It crept in a living fluid through his flesh. She saw it in the swift change of the rock-like color in his face, and his quicker breathing, and was a little amazed, but Alan was too completely possessed by the one great thing to discover the astonishment growing in her eyes.
  • I held up the hand unoccupied with the glass and crooked my fingers. Guile, I think, hesitated for a moment before stepping forward with a mutinous expression on her face. She knelt until our eyes were level, hers full on insolence. I had a moment's hesitation on what to do. Then she smirked.
  • Pete woke up at 11:00 a.m., a little sore but ready to go. He got out of bed and picked his shirt from the previous night off the floor, stopping for a moment to let Isabel's intoxicating scent again fill his lungs. Isabel had freed his soul and made every day a blessing. Life was good. Pete's head had never been clearer, but the real question was: would his teammates show up the next night to help him battle Helmsdale?
  • When Hal heard the first sounds of firing, and realized that Chester and his men had come into position and opened on the enemy, he quickly ordered his men forward. He himself stopped for a moment to seek out Stubbs, for fear that the little American might be left behind and fall into the hands of the enemy.
  • The young man's first impulse was to cross the lawn in a straight line; but again, the fears of which we spoke restrained him. A path shaded by lindens skirted the wall and led to the house. He turned aside and entered its dark leafy covert. When he had reached the end of the path, he crossed, like a frightened doe, the open space which led to the house wall, and stood for a moment in the deep shadow of the house. Then, when he had reached the spot he had calculated upon, he clapped his hands three times.
  • "Polly, you're a wonder--you're a brick." There were tears in his eyes as he spoke. "I won't forget you--I won't forget." for a moment he held her hand in his. And there were tears in her eyes, too, when she turned away.
  • Though to move was to risk detection, our anxiety to see who was there was too strong to resist, so Joe, taking off his hat, slowly arose until he was able to peep through a chink between two of the big fragments which sheltered us. for a moment he stood there motionless, and then, tapping me on the shoulder, he signed to me to stand up too.
  • Sure enough, on arriving at the borders of the lagoon, a singular scene was presented to their eyes. The whole surface of the lake appeared alive with various forms of birds and reptiles. Hundreds of alligators were seen, lying like dead trees upon the water, their corrugated backs appearing above the surface. Most of them, however, were in motion, swimming to and fro, or darting rapidly from point to point, as if in pursuit of prey. Now and then their huge tails could be seen curling high up in air, and then striking down upon the water, causing a concussion that echoed far through the forest. At intervals a shining object, flung upward by their tails, could be seen for a moment in the air, amidst the showery spray that was raised along with it. It was easy to see that the glittering forms thus projected were fishes, and that it was the pursuit of these that was causing the commotion among the huge reptiles. Aquatic birds, of a great number of kinds, were equally busy in the pursuit of the fish.
  • Presently, to his amazement, he was lifted up by two hyenas, which fixed their teeth in his ankle and his wrist, and, accompanied by the rest, his bearers set off with him swinging between them, sometimes fairly carrying him, sometimes simply dragging him, now and again dropping him for a moment to refix their teeth more firmly in his flesh. Believing him to be dead, they were conveying him to their retreat, there to devour him when he was in a fit condition. He fully realised this, but he was powerless to defend himself from such a fate.
  • They had to wait a few moments to see Major French, who was exceedingly busy. They need no one to tell them what was going on. At the platform trains were waiting, and, even while they looked on, one after another drew out, loaded with soldiers. The windows were whitewashed, so that, once the doors of the compartments were closed, none could see who was inside. There was no cheering, which seemed strange at first, but it was so plain that this was a precautionary measure that the boys understood it easily enough. Finally Major French, an energetic, sunburned man, who looked as if he hadn't slept for days, came to them. They handed him the papers they carried. He glanced at them, signed receipts which he handed to them, and then frowned for a moment.
  • 'Paul,' said the Solitary, waking for a moment from the dream in which these old things acted themselves again before him, 'you were always a fool, but the folly of that time was better than to-day's.'
  • Blind, dizzy, staggering with weakness, he found his way to the camp. Suddenly, as he drew near it he felt the earth sway and move beneath him like a living thing. He caught hold of a tree to escape being thrown to the ground. There came an awful burst of flame from Mount Hood. Burning cinders and scoria lit up the eastern horizon like a fountain of fire. Then down from the great canyon of the Columbia, from the heart of the Cascade Range, broke a mighty thundering sound, as if half a mountain had fallen. Drowning for a moment the roar of the volcano, the deep echo rolled from crag to crag, from hill to hill.
  • Polaris help me. She took a mouthful of water from the skinnot too much. As she raised her head, it seemed for a moment that a shadow passed over the sun. She shook her head to clear it. Could it have been a cloud? It was a clear morning, but yes, there were still a few clouds on the horizon in the east. The sun hadn't quite risen past them yet.
  • I thought for a moment that my knees were going to collapse on me. I carefully reached up and brushed the bandage on his shoulder. "They could've killed you?"
  • Renee glared at her for a moment then decided her kind was not worth the effort. She turned back around to watch after the other children.
  • Presently they came to a shelf of rock which overlooked the valley of the rivulet. They paused for a moment to listen for the sounds of those in advance when a strong electric searchlight was thrown on their faces and they saw the grim, round barrel of an automatic pointing at their breasts.
  • Dexter stared after her for a moment and then just shook his head and went below to examine the cargo a little more closely. He took the front stairs and poked his head in the bridge to tell Bekka to start them heading towards Traxxus III, but to avoid any shipping routes.
  • Coursa smiled. "The woman who took Tomkins prized sword and dagger without killing him is sitting next to you. And Im sending Eduard with you." She reached over and pinched her grandsons cheek for a moment before he leaned away. "Hes the sneakiest of my grandchildren."
  • When shed had a chance to blink and recover her bearings he was gone. Had she imagined the whole thing? Could waiting for the Scapulas reaction be preying on her mind more than shed thought? Perhaps it would be better to sit down for a moment.
  • A deadly inertia coiled about Trent's brain and body. for a moment he was unable to think, to do other than struggle against the constricting coils of horror. But at length he broke the rigor. A few steps brought him to the pool of moonlight. He knelt; switched on the torch; saw the face. Dull agony spread from his throat to his limbs.
  • "Okay." I took a deep breath. "This is a recent recollection of something that happened when I was a child. My mothers good friendI was visiting her at the care facility at Hillsidementioned that my mother had experienced a painful miscarriage." I stopped for a moment on the uphill trail, catching my breath, either from exertion or the tightness of breath that came with this memory.
  • The sagacious reader will doubtless not fail here to ask himself the question, whether it is wise in man to create in himself an unnatural and totally unnecessary appetite, which may, and often does, entail hours--ay, sometimes months--of exceeding discomfort; but we would not for a moment presume to suggest such a question to him. We have a distinct objection to the ordinary method of what is called "drawing a moral." It is much better to leave wise men to do this for themselves.
  • Weak from terror, Rokoff sank shuddering into the bottom of the dugout. for a moment he could not realize the good fortune that had befallen him--all that he could see was the figure of a silent, struggling white man disappearing beneath the surface of the river to unthinkable death in the slimy mud of the bottom.
  • 'Are we to have nothing tonight?'said one of them, with a low laugh, as he pointed to the bag which she had thrown upon the floor, and which moved as though there were some living thing within it. For answer she nodded her head. One of the men jumped forward and opened it. If my ears did not deceive me there was a gasp and a low wail, as of a half smothered child. The men closed round, whilst I was aghast with horror. But as I looked, they disappeared, and with them the dreadful bag. There was no door near them, and they could not have passed me without my noticing. They simply seemed to fade into the rays of the moonlight and pass out through the window, for I could see outside the dim, shadowy forms for a moment before they entirely faded away.
  • Back into the village we came, now loitering for a moment in the deeper shadows to avoid observation, now pushing at top speed across a lighter open space, always dragging Cornelius Gleazen between us, and so up to the open door of the tavern.
  • There was gloom as well as charcoal on the face of the blacksmith, but Jack's expression was only respectfully serious as he walked away, without speaking, and again stood in the door for a moment.
  • He dropped down again beside the dead man and rifled the pockets. In them he found two letters addressed in an illiterate hand to James Diller, Cananea, Sonora, Mexico. An idea flashed into his brain and for a moment held him motionless while he worked it out. Why not? This man was about his size, dressed much like him, and so mutilated that identification was impossible.
  • The boy clearly felt the same way. He sucked his bottom lip between his teeth for a moment before releasing it. "Prince, you gave me to understand you were not interested in a body slave."
  • The troopers all uttered exclamations when they heard this, and Loring was so anxious to hear more that he forgot he was thirsty, and after holding the canteen in his hand for a moment passed it to a comrade without tasting of its contents.
  • Duskeye settled back down onto the ground, and Tallin exhaled deeply. The spell had drained him, and he still had to heal Duskeyes wounds. Tallin paused for a moment to gather his strength, and he touched Duskeyes wounded leg, healing the cuts.
  • Slade held up a hand for silence and pulled his head set closer about his ears. for a moment his attention was held by the instrument. Then his hand again sought the key. When the sputtering of the radio had died away he announced:
  • Only once, since my advent among the Links, had a fog remained all day to obscure the hills and forest, but this one threatened to perform a similar feat. From time to time it lifted for a moment from a local area, only to descend again more quickly than before. I began to believe that perhaps it might be possible for a party of us to deploy on a foraging tour and visit the grove of fruit-bearing trees. Unfortunately the Blacks had made their camp in the most accessible "orchard," which gave them a great advantage. However, I knew of several cocoa-nut palms, a little removed from the enemy's position, which I thought I could find, even in the dark. I decided to make an attempt to reach this grove.
  • He put his arm under his friend's head. for a moment the unconscious form yielded and then convulsively straightened. Elmer knew that his companion and protector was dead.
  • She landed in the courtyard, just where all the fun was. It actually was more like a semi-controlled crash, but she managed not to harm herself any more than she was already. She magicked some more fire into her broken leg so that she could stand upright, at least for a moment. Her sudden meteoric arrival made the two combatants postpone the hostilities for a moment.
  • "I am truly sorry, dear captain," the ambassador replied calmly. "I know it takes some getting used to this climate during the winter. If one ever does...get used to it that is..." He hesitated for a moment.
  • She stared at me for a moment with her mouth drooping and slightly open. "I think you've really made my day," she said as her face colored; it was clear I had only succeeded in making her feel foolish.
  • The room went perfectly quiet for a moment while Sparshotts and Roberts eyes met. There was a definite challenge on both their parts, but one that would not be called upon. Robert could feel Sparshotts wrath like a burn on his flesh. He knew Sparshott probably would have liked to blacken his other eye right about now. He had challenged the man in front of the entire population of James City County. Oh well, he would probably never get another drink of that fine corn whiskey ever again!
  • Delamere was silent for a moment and Longsword thought that was the end of conversation, but then he said, quietly but quite firmly, "Youre a fool, Will." Without giving Longsword a chance to respond, he turned and began to unsaddle his horse.
  • "Okay, Mr. van der…," said Dr. Bosch, entering Emmas room and looking for a moment at the empty spot where earlier Calvins gurney had been.
  • Meg raised herself up as well, showing for a moment that she was merely an aging woman with infirmities. She went to the door and opened it. "Some things are best not talked about," she said. "Just a kindly warning, dear."
  • Gladys stood for a moment in silence then slowly, reverently looked down at the gun in her hand. 'Nothing like the direct approach.'
  • He moved closer, and for a moment it seemed he would put a hand on her shoulder. He didn't. For all she knew, it might burn her.
  • Then Groa started forward, and as she did so she seemed to stumble, so that for a moment her robe covered up the great bride-cup. Then she gathered herself together slowly, and, smiling, passed up the cup.
  • The mission empire is doomed, caballero. The time is not far distant when mission roofs will fall in and the walls crumble away. Some day people will look at the ruins and wonder how such a thing could come to pass. But we can do nought except submit. It is one of our principles. I did forget myself for a moment in the plaza at Reina de Los Angeles, when I took the whip and struck a man. It is our lot to submit.
  • After a hundred yards the tunnel had a switchback and continued down. All around her, Anna could see the sporadic glitter of salt in the walls. There were lumps of the white material, but it seemed like only a marginal amount of the substance. Then she went around another switchback and found a world of sparkling, snow white iridescence that threatened to blind her for a moment.
  • I had to force myself to touch the front door. It opened into a cool, dark waiting room, and for a moment I imagined being swallowed by the jaws of death. I gave myself a good shake and tried to get a grip. The place felt evil. Slippery, slimy, dark, and oppressive. All the more reason to do my job and then get out.
  • For that had occurred upon which they had not for a moment counted. They had seen the party of men pass them, and it never struck either that this was not all, till they stood beneath the opening in the act of throwing the grapnel. Then, plainly heard, came a boisterous laugh, followed by the murmur of voices.
  • When it was done for a moment or so Atli stood still, and grew white beneath his ruddy skin, white as his beard. Then he staggered back against the wainscoting of the bower.
  • After that I looked up impatiently at the sails, which I now regretted having lowered so hastily, and for a moment thought of hoisting the main-top sail again; but recollecting that it would take me full half a day to accomplish, and that, at the present rate of sailing, two hours would bring me to the island, I immediately dismissed the idea.
  • But I was behind her, and, placing my hands beneath her arms, jerked with all my strength. She fell backwards, and, in her effort to save herself, most fortunately dropped the knife. Then we flung ourselves upon her. Heavens! the strength of that she-devil! Nobody who has not experienced it could believe it. She fought and scratched and bit, and at one time nearly mastered the two of us. As it was she did break loose. She rushed at the bed, sprung on it, and bounded thence straight up at the roof of the hut. I never saw such a jump, and could not conceive what she meant to do. In the roof were the peculiar holes which I have described. They were designed to admit light, and covered with overhanging eaves. She sprung straight and true like a monkey, and, catching the edge of the hole with her hands, strove to draw herself through it. But here her strength, exhausted with the long struggle, failed her. for a moment she swung, then dropped to the ground and fell senseless.
  • These were clearly the most dangerous opponents they had ever faced, and did not go down easily. Sayana joined in the fight, covering Colt's other flank with her mithral axe which cut through their armour with ease. Impatient with the defensive nature of their fighting, Colt put everything he had in to each swing, shattering steel and bone with each reckless attack. With their combined assault, the three finished off the remaining soldiers with a furious exchange of steel, then paused for a moment to catch their breaths and take stock of the situation.
  • He thought for a moment and then nodded assuredly, "If he's everything you've said, then he will be fine. He has a good group with him as well, I'm not worried."
  • Brought to bay, the Germans turned in a last desperate stand. Releasing the helm, the German commander himself sprang into the midst of the struggle. His sword flashed aloft, and two Russian sailors hit the deck, pierced through and through. He was a big man, this German commander, and a powerful one. As he pressed fiercely forward, for a moment the first line of Russians gave way; but at that moment he ran against a solid obstruction in the form of Alexis.
  • He glanced up and saw me watching him, and for a moment regarded me curiously, and then, as though I had tried to force my way into his solitude, turned his eyes quickly away.
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