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Seslendir:
Okunuşu: / standɪŋ / Okunuş kuralları
Dil: İngilizce
Hecelenişi: stand·ing
Türü: sıfat, isim, zarf


Tanımı:


s. ayakta duran;
işlemez halde, muattal;
devam eden, baki, daimi;
sabit;

i. durma, ayakta durma;
duracak yer, durak;
mevki, şöhret, itibar, derece, mertebe;
devam, süreklilik, eskilik;

z. ani bir duruşla.

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  • I got behind the tree. I stayed there, too, standing up against it as stiff as a post, and hugging it as close as its own bark. I was afraid to turn my head either to the left or to the right.
  • The rest of the memorial attendees were now standing in the Tower Room. Everyone squinting, they brought their attention to Mr. Conor, who said, "It is a tradition among us to give thanks to the Eleysian Teardrop during special times. We do this to recognize the Teardrops importance to the Saeire Insu, and to the futures of the people of Aquanus and the people of Earth. We are the Teardrops sworn guardians. I cannot help but feel awe that the individual charged to return the Soul of Eleysius to its rightful place finally, after twenty-two years, stands with us now."
  • The magician, standing behind the table with empty hands, causes a signed selection to penetrate the tabletop.
  • The Lieutenant pressed his hand to his forehead, and looked mournfully at his silent companions without a word. His half condensed breath shrouded his face in a white cloud, and he was standing rooted to the spot when a hand was laid upon his shoulder. He started, and looked round to see Mrs Barnett beside him.
  • There is now a barrier at the east end of railroad wood with hard standing for a very few cars.
  • Leslie now tacked again to the eastward, standing on until he could only see the canoe when she and the catamaran topped the back of a swell together, when he again hove about. Twenty minutes later he once more crossed the wake of the canoe, and now found that he had done much better, having neared her to within about eight hundred yards. He now lashed the catamaran's helm for a moment, leaving her to steer herself, and, picking up one of the rifles, took careful aim with it at the flying canoe, hoping to send a bullet near enough to her to spur her crew to renewed exertions, so tiring them out and compelling them to take the direction in which he desired them to go. He waited a favourable opportunity, and presently, when the canoe was hove up into plain view, brought both sights dead on her, and pulled the trigger. A moment later she sank into the trough and disappeared, but as she was on the point of vanishing he distinctly saw one of her occupants leap up, with a wild flourish of his paddle, and sink back into the bottom of the boat. Then he tacked once more to the eastward.
  • Kat did not know how much longer she could take standing so near him, but yet not have his hands upon her. Then it dawned on her that she had not considered how he was feeling or why he was standing mere inches from her and not taking her in his arms. Didnt he know that she was waiting for him, aching with every bare nerve in her body for him to touch herto take her?
  • When Dave had been gone about two weeks, Buffalo Billy was startled one day from a sound nap, to see an Indian standing by his side.
  • There was another guy in shades standing by himself, leaning against a scooter, watching everybody go by very carefully. I thought he might be a journalist or something, but he wasnt taking any notes. He glanced at me, looked down at his phone and started following us. What the fuck?
  • Hold! said Kathlyn, standing up. In her halting Hindustani she spoke: "I have something to say to you all. This woman tells the truth. Let her go unafraid. You, grave priests, have thrown your lot with Umballa. Listen. Have you not learned by this time that I am not a weak woman, but a strong one? You have harried me and injured me and wronged me and set tortures for me, but here I stand, unharmed. This day I will have my revenge. My servant Ahmed has departed for the walled city of Bala Khan. He will return with Bala Khan and an army such as will flatten the city of Allaha to the ground, and crows and vultures and tigers and jackals shall make these temples their abiding-places, and men will forget Allaha as they now forget the mighty Chitor." She swung round toward the priests. "You have yourselves to thank. At a word from me, Bala Khan enters or stops at the outer walls. I have tried to escape you by what means I had at my command. Now it shall be war! War, famine, plague!"
  • I stepped up to Miss Boyd, who had been standing on the balcony watching the play, bowed low, and, in as broad a dialect as I could muster, requested her order for breakfast.
  • For a second my mind wandered and I considered the warehouse cameras. We werent standing in the dead zone. In fact, we were standing in the direct view of one of the main cameras. I didnt care. Even if Jameson reviewed the footage, he would just tell me how proud of me he was.
  • His mascot said, "Your recognition of your darkness has released your own life. It shines forth for you to behold. This is your quest, your salvation, and secret wish standing before you. It glows in your darkness and you do not understand."
  • Wikkid and Hadrenn stood shoulder to shoulder, the Galnathian militia standing with them. "Hold this line!" Wikkid yelled. "In front of you is your enemy, behind you your children and loved ones! You falter, they die!"
  • Oh, sir, at last cried one of his men, "we have done and suffered up to the full measure of the capacity of mortal nature. We have traversed seas and lands, and know them better than do the inhabitants themselves. We are standing now almost on the earth's utmost verge, and yet you are preparing to go in quest of an India unknown even to the Indians themselves. You would fain root out, from their hidden recesses and dens, a race of men that herd with snakes and wild beasts, so that you may traverse as a conqueror more regions than the sun surveys. But while your courage will be ever growing, our vigour is fast waning to its end. See how bloodless be our bodies, pierced with how many wounds and gashed with how many scars! Our weapons are blunt, our armour worn out! We have been driven to assume the Persian dress! Which of us has a horse? We have conquered all the world, but are ourselves destitute of all things."
  • Fortunately our horses were close to the camp, and as soon as we reached it we sent Toby to bring them in, not telling him that we suspected the character of the strangers. As they approached we anxiously examined their appearance, which was certainly not in their favour. They were savage-looking fellows with long beards, their unkempt hair hanging over their shoulders. They pulled up suddenly when they saw us standing with our backs to a couple of large trees, our baggage and saddles piled on the ground, and Toby holding our horses.
  • The voice came from the back of the store, by the beer cooler. At least I thought so. I handed a box of smokes to the guy standing in front of me at the counter.
  • These gates are very large and massive, and an extraordinarily beautiful work in metal. Between them -- for one set is placed at the entrance to an interior, and one at that of the exterior wall -- is a fosse, forty-five feet in width. This fosse is filled with water and spanned by a drawbridge, which when lifted makes the palace nearly impregnable to anything except siege guns. As we came, one half of the wide gates were flung open, and we passed over the drawbridge and presently stood gazing up one of the most imposing, if not the most imposing, roadways in the world. It is a hundred feet from curb to curb, and on either side, not cramped and crowded together, as is our European fashion, but each standing in its own grounds, and built equidistant from and in similar style to the rest, are a series of splendid, single-storied mansions, all of red granite. These are the town houses of the nobles of the Court, and stretch away in unbroken lines for a mile or more till the eye is arrested by the glorious vision of the Temple of the Sun that crowns the hill and heads the roadway.
  • THE astonishment of the two natives at seeing, as they supposed, three women standing with their boat, was no less than that of the boys at being thus suddenly surprised. Suspecting no harm, however, they at once moved forward, asking in Egyptian, "What are you doing here with our boat?"
  • We just don't give a fuck! And it's all because nobody's tuned in to what's going on! You gotta turn on to tune in, man. The hippies knew it! I mean, just look at that kid, he motioned towards a highschooler standing in line for coffee, "Check out his backpack! You know what I mean? You can see that math textbook sticking out! Fucking homework, man! He shouldn't be doing homework. Do we ever do homework?"
  • "Now--will you believe it, Dick?--I saw the same accursed figure standing full front, and gazing at me with its stony and fiendish countenance, not two yards from the bedside."
  • "If you hens are finished clucking," Colt growled from nearby, "I'm looking to find a place to get a meal and spend the night, and standing around out here in the cold ain't it."
  • Then he saw the faint glow through the window. It seemed to be coming from the floor, rising and shimmering, a willowy shape, luminescent, rising from the floor of the room. The glow brightened and he saw the people, standing in a circle, hands raised. Then he heard the humming, rising and falling, and saw the table in the middle of the room, dark and sinister. Then he heard the voices, softly at first then more loudly, rising in pitch.
  • "You put it better than I do. It is not an entirely new dimension. It is more of a pocket of space. Baannat carved out this pocket for himself so he could exist between our physical land of Uton and the place where the dark creatures come from. Thus, I am nearly certain he has some kind of connection to the dark creatures. The area seems to be affected by most the physical rules of nature that my egghead scientist friend likes to talk about, but then again, it is not truly a place of physical existence. You will feel as if you are walking on the ground, but you are really standing and walking on magic. The space is something like a magical duplication of an empty room right here, but it is not of the same makeup. Thats the best way I can describe it."
  • The chess board stood upon a small table. The pieces were in place. Johnson wheeled Lord Hastings into position and fell into position behind him. Captain Koenig drew up a chair. Jack remained standing.
  • "We need a vehicle to take us to Madras," he muttered. I looked all around there were many trucks standing in rows on the highway. Morning gave its first yawn. The eastern sky was fading up. We could spot sleepy men, with water filled bottles or tumbrels in hand, crossing highway and slip behind the bushes. The calmness of the morning was piercing, as we hadn't slept since last night. Body was cursing me for far stretching its limits to endure.
  • If that's all which blocks our makin' sail, I'll soon put an end to it, and Darius beckoned to Jim and his friends, who were standing well forward that they might not seem to be listening to that which possibly was not intended for their ears.
  • Mrs. Hading, whose petulance was not quite so pretty as in the morning, rather gathered than was told these things, and she saw very plainly that she had not gathered all there was to tell. Men have a curious way of standing back to back when women want to find out too much. But she did not need a great deal of enlightening, and when a man said with careless significance, "I expect he has forgotten all about tonight," and the other men's eyes went blank, she guessed what was at the bottom of it all. She had learned by now what were the occasions on which Druro so poignantly forgot, and she was furious, not because gambling might be bad for his bank account or his immortal soul, but that he should dare to have a more burning interest than herself.
  • He had gained the low lying shore, but in his efforts to rise, although the water where he was standing did not come above his waist, he several times was thrown back into the stream and once nearly lost his foothold.
  • Late in the afternoon, when we had been expecting a call every moment from some one in authority, and Tom had been waiting ready to run off at the first attack to the British vice consul, a quiet, firm looking, sailor like man came up to where I was standing.
  • The first card depicted a woman sitting at a table outside a cottage with a man standing next to her. The pair looked sinister to Rordan. On the table were four gold coins the size of dinner plates. The woman held the fourth coin upright to face the viewer like a mirror. She sat locked in thought while the man whispered into her ear.
  • But Lord Tomnoddy was now standing with his back turned toward us, and his face buried in his pocket-handkerchief. His head was bowed, his shoulders were heaving convulsively, and certain inarticulate sounds which escaped him showed that he was struggling to suppress some violent emotion.
  • Searles was armed with a Spencer repeater but had shot away the ammunition adapted to the rifle and had been able to procure only some cartridges which fitted the chamber so badly that two blows of the hammer were generally required to explode one of them. Notwithstanding this serious defect of his weapon, Searles had so poor an opinion of the Grizzly that he went out alone after the bear several miles from camp. There was some snow on the ground and on the brush, and finding bear tracks, Searles tied his horse and took the trail afoot. He found a bear lying asleep under the brush and killed it, and while he was standing over the body he heard another bear breaking brush in a thicket not far away.
  • He seemed a bit moody and we were all totally numb as we had been standing in the freezing cold for hours!
  • Without saying a word Rostopchin rose and walked hastily to his light, luxurious drawing room, went to the balcony door, took hold of the handle, let it go again, and went to the window from which he had a better view of the whole crowd. The tall lad was standing in front, flourishing his arm and saying something with a stern look. The blood stained smith stood beside him with a gloomy face. A drone of voices was audible through the closed window.
  • The horseman had stopped and dismounted; then, leaving his horse standing where it was, he came striding along the path towards the group at the door.
  • "Ok, one crisis averted and 26 days to go." Gabriel was suddenly standing over me. "I would appreciate you not doing that again."
  • The rise of centralized kingdoms among the Sakalava, Merina and other ethnic groups produced the island's first standing armies by the 16th century, initially equipped with spears but later with muskets, cannon and other firearms. By the early 19th century, the Merina sovereigns of the Kingdom of Madagascar had brought much of the island under their control by mobilizing an army of trained and armed soldiers numbering as high as 30,000. French attacks on coastal towns in the later part of the century prompted then-Prime Minister Rainilaiarivony to solicit British assistance to provide training to the Merina monarchy's army. Despite the training and leadership provided by British military advisers, the Malagasy army was unable to withstand French weaponry and was forced to surrender following an attack on the royal palace at Antananarivo. Madagascar was declared a colony of France in 1897.
  • Drat and I dragged the guards into the cell and locked them in--by the way, trolls are remarkably heavy for their size. He tossed me the keys and I liberated Charlie. There was no way that Drat could reach high enough to free the ogre; it had taken three of them standing on each other's shoulders just to chain him up in the first place, which is a rather hilarious story in itself. Remind me to tell you about it sometime.
  • Mackintosh was standing on the main deck, his tangled red mane blackened with smoke, watching as the Discovery drifted slowly toward the side of the bobbing galleon. Then, when they were only feet away, he signaled the bosun, and a line of English seamen lit the waiting fuses and began to loft clay powder pots across the waist of the Bon Ventura, now almost above their heads. When they had finished, he passed orders and the Discovery began to pull away, before her sails could ignite. Then one by one the powder pots started to explode, spewing burning sulphur over the Portuguese vessels decks.
  • He is standing beside Charles Green in the doorway. Now, please do not look at him,’ Louisa urged, trying to draw Agness attention back to her. ‘Turn around. He is only trying to provoke you.’
  • "At the same moment a drum beats in the big boat, and the Spaniards, soldiers in disguise, begin to climb up the sides. I run aft and clap the hatch over the cabin, so as to keep the five gentlemen there quiet, while our men, drawing out their weapons, begin to lay about them with a will which astonishes the dons. Some run to the guns and point them down at the boats; others, with axes, force back the men who are climbing the sides. Our decks are slippery with blood. Several of our men are wounded. A shot strikes a shipmate standing in front of me, and, falling dead, he knocks me over. It saves my life, for a Spaniard is making a cut at me, which misses, and our captain cuts him down. Still we fight on against fearful odds. Our enemies gain the deck, but it is only to add to the heap of the slain. At last the corregidor cries out, and begs our captain to order his men to cease fighting.
  • With the young officer seated before him, and his two pals standing at either side of his chair, Joe, quietly, quickly and as carefully as he could, gave them every detail of the occurrence, from the moment he had first heard sounds in the battery room, to the time that the other man ran away and he lapsed into unconsciousness.
  • Literally everywhere they turned there were sled dogs, some barking and jumping, some standing on the top of their doghouses watching, others just sleeping. The noise was incredible. There'd been a lot of dogs the last time Candice had been there, but that had been years before, and there were a lot more, now. The boys knew about the dogs, of course, but it had been a while since they'd seen them and had been very small since theyd seen them in the winter. All of a sudden, they realized that they were going to get rides behind one of Uncle Josh's and Aunt Tiffany's dog teams. In fact, Tiffany was hooking up a team as they drove up and got out of the car.
  • It was high time, indeed, that I should make my appearance. Waving my sword with one hand and seizing my telescope with the other, I at once frightened and examined the enemy. Well they knew when they saw that flamingo-plume floating in the breeze--that awful figure standing in the breach--that waving war-sword sparkling in the sky--well, I say, they knew the name of the humble individual who owned the sword, the plume, and the figure. The ruffians were mustered in front, the cavalry behind. The flags were flying, the drums, gongs, tambourines, violoncellos, and other instruments of Eastern music, raised in the air a strange barbaric melody; the officers (yatabals), mounted on white dromedaries, were seen galloping to and fro, carrying to the advancing hosts the orders of Holkar.
  • "Damn it all!" he raged, scaring the wits out of the boy. He had never seen his father angry. Father was always calmness personified, but now his eyes were blazing fire and thunder. Michel saw his little boy standing there forlornly and immediately felt regret for his outburst.
  • "At least she remembered to say please," Elizabeth muttered under her breath. standing as well, she moved to pick up Celia, who twisted away and pointed a delicate finger at me. "No, Celia, the Prophecy is not going to pick you up."
  • After the others had gone out, Oswald strolled through the village, and then mounted an eminence whence he could take a view across the valley, and of some of the hilltops to the northeast. On one of these, two miles away, he could make out a man standing by a horse. He watched him for some little time, but beyond taking a few steps backwards and forwards, the man did not move.
  • Well, laddie, it is a good thing for you that you were born with your share of common sense, for you seem to have gone the right way to work to keep from being frozen, said Mr. Bent, as he rolled the sacking into a bundle and tossed it into a corner; then, slipping his arm round Rumple, lifted the boy to a standing posture.
  • We waited in the courtyard, while Ageip rounded up everyone he wanted to show off to. Even Nnelg blinked in, and then Audi turned up a few minutes later. The poor girl had run herself ragged to keep up with Nnelg; she lay by my feet panting. I spotted Gredel and his wife Citaan standing with Phroma and Nesha, near to where Ageip patiently waited.
  • "Yes," she answered, pushed her husband to standing and rifled through a bag underneath their seat, brought out plastic cups and small tin plates printed in bright orange with white spots. She started slicing the cheese with a large knife. "My husband now works in Moscow."
  • "The doorbell rang. Eric was downstairs, and I heard him talking to someone. When I was halfway down I saw Mr. Casey, my mothers lawyer, standing in the living room with three other men." Sara began to breathe faster and closed her eyes. "I heard one of the men, an old man, say something about Eric, that he was perfect, and he asked Mr. Casey if he was positive that Eric wouldnt be missed. Mr. Casey told him about my sister and our fight we had in his office. The old man told him that he did a good job."
  • Around the screens an american bittern was found, standing out in the open and apparently unconcerned by its admirers.
  • Monologuete and performed a vagina monolog for eve ensler to standing ovation.
  • For a moment the camp girls looked at the Lone Wolf in silence, not knowing what to make of her; then Sahwah noticed that Mrs. Grayson was biting her lips, while her eyes twinkled; Dr. Grayson was looking at the girls with a quizzical expression on his face; Miss Judy had her face buried in her handkerchief. Sahwah looked back at the Lone Wolf, standing there with her hands folded angelically and her eyes fixed solemnly upon the ceiling, and she suddenly snorted out with laughter. Then everyone caught on and laughed, too, but the Lone Wolf never smiled; she stood looking at them with an infinitely sad, pained expression that almost convinced them that she had been in earnest.
  • "Now, do you remember seeing your physical body standing inside the bedroom? It would have been very still, waiting for the return of your spirit…" Celeste guided me.
  • It seemed to Longsword that the two women standing behind Teleri sniffed and nodded. He was suddenly annoyed with his wifes interruption of his impromtu gathering and the consequent departure of his men. And for what? Because she felt herself slighted by his attentions to another woman! "I thought you wanted to speak privately," he said, not bothering to hide the irritation in his voice.
  • "Its here," he said, standing before the crumbling doorway. He could sense the Gate lurking between the old stones, could feel the edgeworld opening up already, pulling him toward it, could hear the wordless call of the Gate. . . . "Are you ready?"
  • It takes considerable more time to write this down than the event itself took. I planted myself firmly on my snowshoes and waited the proper moment. All fear had passed and I fully realized it was death to me if I missed my shot. On he came his great eyes blazing green in his anger and the coarse hairs on his neck and shoulders standing up like quills. In a case of strong tension on the nerve like myself at that time moments appear hours. He was in the act of making his last spring before reaching me when I took a snap sight along the barrel and fired fair in the forehead. I had just time to step to one side when he fell dead right in my old tracks. Death had been so instantaneous that he was so to speak "killed on the fly." We skinned and cut up the meat and were back at the post before the midday thaw set in. It was only that night when I looked at the adventure from all points of view that I fully saw the great danger I had run.
  • Gladys and Migwan were dripping their way back to Ponemah, one on either side of Bengal Virden, who was entertaining them with tales of former years at camp, when they were startled to see Miss Peckham standing on top of a high rock wildly waving them back.
  • Just to prove his point Adam shot a statue that was a foot from Abrutis head. Of course, this triggered another piece of the security system that dropped another iron gate down in the middle of the section Adam was standing in. It made no sense for it to do this, but it was seriously funny to see the iron gate come down and land on Adam Dirtpassions foot. The tirade of foul language that came out afterwards was nearly as humorous.
  • "Aye, aye, sir," answered the Battleship Boy, whose face was now redder than the shock of fiery hair that was standing straight up on his head.
  • I looked back and saw the rocket exploding into the Escalade and the power of the blast sent me flying about 20 feet through the air. I must have been knocked out for a few seconds because when I regained consciousness, I saw a bloodied Beast standing over me offering a hand to get up. We limped over to Easy E's dead body and then got out of sight when we heard the police sirens coming closer.
  • At some time in the night I awoke suddenly, at what hour I do not know, as certain people wake, I among them, when their room is entered, even without the slightest noise. Before I opened my eyes I felt that some one was with us in the place. Nor was I mistaken. A little lamp still burned in the chamber, a mere wick floating in oil, and by its light I saw a dim, ghost-like form standing near the door. Indeed I thought almost that it was a ghost, till presently I remembered, and knew it for our corpse-like guide, who appeared to be looking intently at the bed on which Leo lay, or so I thought, for the head was bent in that direction.
  • The cutter was by this time quite close, and Jake, standing on a rock, pointed out by signs to the coxswain where he could come alongside and float in deep water, thus allowing them to embark easily and also put the little stock of provisions aboard. The craft came dashing up until within a few fathoms of the place indicated by Jake, and then the crew, as one man, threw in their oars, and the boat glided rapidly alongside the rocks, coming to a stand-still just opposite the spot where Jake was standing.
  • It was along toward morning when Frank awoke from a troubled dream that he was standing under a shower bath. He found it to be almost a reality, for it was raining and the water was coming in through the flimsy roof of their shelter.
  • I will speak to Virginia and her mother on the subject, and my word for it, my daughter will show you that she knows what is due to her birth and standing in society. But as to turning Nathaniel out of my house! I could as soon turn Virginia herself out. Poor boy, he has a farm of his own, it is true, but my house has always been a home to him, and it always shall be, as long as he continues worthy, and I continue the head of it.
  • This cry came from the summit of the moving mountain, and Dirk Peters was revealed to our sight, standing on the outermost block, his hand stretched towards the north.
  • No one noticed or molested Polly in the least. It was only that in her usual unthinking fashion she flung herself into the way of temptation. Farther down Broadway than she had ever been before, Polly stopped for a moment to look more closely at a group of girls. Most of them were several years older than herself. They were standing close together near a closed door, and yet only occasionally did one of them make a remark to the other; for apparently they were strangers to one another.
  • Paddington had seen Harold and Richard, but where was Thomas? Paddington dropped onto his hands and feet, then James leapt off four legs and tried to discern a single thread in the overbearing stink. Living corpses. Sweat. Blood. Cow. Moist night. Leaves. Vampires, almost scentless. Then something, like dust and old people. James homed in on it and found Thomas standing at the tree line, watching the heavily-distracted Team.
  • Gay, almost jolly in camp, he was dreamy and sombre in repose. To escape this gloom he had recourse to the electricity of art, and saw visions of those gigantic monumental works of which he undertook many, and completed some. He realized that such works are part of the life of peoples; they are history written in capitals, landmarks of the ages, left standing long after generations are swept away. He knew that Rome lives in her ruins, that Greece speaks by her statues, that Egypt, splendid and mysterious spectre, appeared through her monuments on the threshold of civilized existence.
  • Edgar and his father both went out. One of the Arabs was standing at the horse's head, rubbing its nose and talking to it as if it had been a human being.
  • The big collie saw the basket standing there, unprotected and, so far as he knew, ownerless. Gravely he stepped forward, lifted the heavy receptacle by the handle and turned about with it; still moving with dignified slowness. The table setters were busy; and the car was between him and them.
  • The recruits from Pittsfield and vicinity were standing in close order with the corporal at their head, evidently ready for whatever turn might come in affairs.
  • Why, yes. There are stables in almost any of these houses. Here, try this one, and the lieutenant indicated the one before which they were standing.
  • He ran across the dock, nearly bowling over a dwarf headed in the opposite direction, all the way to the seafood restaurant. He grabbed the wooden fence around the restaurant's patio and leapt over it, as a few customers looked on in amazement, then ran around back. Mariah was standing in an alleyway down the street.
  • A week later as the schooner was running up the Florida coast, Drew, who had gained strength magically after his enlightening interview with Parmalee, was standing with Ruth near the rail. Dusk was coming on, and a crescent moon was already showing its horns in the sky, still touched by the sun's aftermath.
  • Eleysius came to face the king again. standing uncomfortably close, he reached for the medallion, lifting it away from Conors chest with his index finger. Maggie stared at it: it was a mold, a metal ring, what looked like a fierce dragon curling captive inside an engraved circle. Maggie couldnt read the engraving; the characters were in an alien language, little more than hieroglyphics.
  • Lad went further, in his fealty to the puppy. Sacrificing his own regal dignity, he would romp with her, at times when it would have been far more comfortable to drowse. He bore, without murmur, her growling assaults on his food; amusedly standing aside while she annexed his supper's choicest bits.
  • Azure a lamb argent standing on a mount vert and a chief argent with three bees therein.
  • "Im glad you guys made it here safe. What did the police say?" Omari said and turned to lock the door again, but Francesca was already on it, standing on tiptoe to reach the chain.
  • Only one person standing among the devastation was unaffected by what they saw. Once Hasna had established that Yoosuf was not actually present in the cell, and that his body parts were not distributed around what was left of his accommodation, she silently rejoiced. Oh how clever she had been to agree to help Mr Sayed and his band of adolescent subversives. One phone call and twenty fours hours later her husband had been released and was free. All rhetoric aside, she now began to see value in trusting her own judgement and trusting in her own kind. She resolved to let Caroline drive her back to Footscray, maybe giving her some kind of vague interview on the way, and wait for the arrival of her loved one.
  • To the south-west were distinguishable some extraordinary-looking cylindrical table-lands--like immense sections of columns--rising well above the horizon line. To the south in the distance a peculiar formation of mountains could be seen--first a separate prismatic mountain like a gabled roof with a well-defined vertical high wall standing all along its longitudinal apex line. Parallel to this and to one another were three sets of mountains, with such steep sides that they seemed like gigantic walls standing up on the flat country. Behind them was a flat-topped plateau with a small cone rising above it. The sides of the latter plateau formed a steep escarpment. To the south-east was a domed plateau, red in its lower section, green on the top. Between this plateau and the last wall-like mountain, several hundred feet in height, stood a conical peak with a natural tower of rock upon it.
  • Dummy was panting to be off, and keeping his lantern hidden, he felt his way onward toward the glow, keeping tightly hold of Mark's hand, till, as they came nearer, they saw that the man must have been descending a steep rift, and as the light came into sight again, they found that they were standing on the very edge of this place, and that the light was away to their left, twenty feet or so lower, and gleaming upon the surface of a smooth far-spreading pool.
  • So Sir Bale, with a strange chill, and again in utter solitude, pursued his retreat, with his burden, at a swifter pace, and after an hour or so, had recovered the point where he had entered the forest, and passing by the druidic stone and the mighty oak, saw down the glen at his right, standing by the edge of the lake, Philip Feltram, close to the bow of the boat.
  • I climbed up into the truck and saw Max still standing at the passenger side door. He was looking just as nervous as I felt. Just when I thought he was going to shut it, he nervously added, "Lauren, Im glad youre spending the day with me. In case I forget to tell you tonight when I bring you back, I had a really good time." He closed the door and walked around to the drivers side.
  • The rain is falling steadily now and its getting dark. It would make more sense to get soaking wet walking home, Jane decides, than to get soaking wet standing under a tree. So she sets off again, feeling a bit miserable, and wondering what she must look like. A drowned rat, most probably. Her school blazer is thoroughly wet, her hair is clinging in long wet strings to her scalp and her neck, and trickles of water run down her face and under her collar. Perhaps if the knot of her tie was pulled up a bit tighter it might stop the trickles going any further: it doesnt.
  • I shouted 'I promiseover my shoulder as I ran to the bathroom. I needed to change out of my new outfit and into something more suitable for the weather. My body would be standing outside while my spirit flew around. I wasnt about to risk trying to reunite my spirit with my body through any windowsor walls for that matter. I dressed in five layers of clothes that included thermal underwear, sweat pants, a long sleeved t-shirt and a sweat shirt. I grabbed my jacket too.
  • Thaddeus and Garrison, the elder statesman of the hunter and protector clans, were standing behind the center island observing the pure joy around them.
  • Yet, they had spent hours debating, creating and destroying theories. They had even begun to differ in their explanations of what had happened that night at Sam Jaffre's house. Liz had insisted that she saw the shape of a tree, tall and black, standing in the middle of the room, branches stretched toward the ceiling. Bryan had insisted that it was the shape of a man, black against the light of a glowing fire. Sam Jaffre's house didn't have a fireplace and Bryan had changed his story: it was a black shadow against the light of the moon, streaming through the window. They had often gone to bed, arguing, then not speaking to each other for days. Bryan's students sensed a difference; his lectures were stilted, monotone, boring. Class attendance dropped off. Liz had skipped several classes complaining of headaches and had been reprimanded by the department head.
  • Aunt Jane's secretary interrupted us with a polite cough. I had not heard him come in, and wondered just how long he had been standing there. Judging by the look Tania threw at him the same thought had occurred to her, too.
  • From the left stood Jenny, Rhoda, David, Jack and Jillian. They were all standing tall and their faces were impassive, if it werent for all of their fists being clenched one would never knew what they were thinking. "Boy, you have screwed with the wrong family." David said in his deep and dangerous voice.
  • What's that? exclaimed a voice, and those in the cabin looked up to see Mr. Weatherby standing in the doorway. "Nat discharged! What's it all about? I tried to get here sooner, but I had to make up some records, and they took longer than I calculated. Is the investigation all over, captain?"
  • While Bill was doing errands down the Hill, Mavis stood at the easel in shorts and a blouse. She was standing straighter, her hair was fixed, and she looked healthier. She painted quickly, stood back and examined the painting, then smiled. Each time she smiled she had to press the tape back across her chin and lip. Bill didnt mind the scar, she thought. He liked her to leave it off. He thought it was sexy. They both agreed she would get it fixed, later. Mon-Har would be glad to see her and fix her up. His income had probably dropped by half since she left Boston. She giggled to herself.
  • Shouting, struggling, swaying to and fro, the contest went on, much to the amusement of a crowd of spectators, among which the tall, blue-coated form of a policeman loomed up prominently, although he deigned not to interfere. At length the weight of superior numbers began to tell, and despite all their efforts the anti-hoisting party were borne slowly but surely toward the fence, upon which some of the boys had already taken their positions, ready to have Paul handed up to them. The case was looking desperate, and Teter, heated and wearied with his exertions, had just said, in his deepest tones, to Bert and Frank, "Come, boys, all together, try it once more," when suddenly a silence fell upon the noisy mob, and their arms, a moment before locked in tense struggling, fell limply to their sides; for there, standing between them and the fence, his keen, dark face lighted with a curious smile, and holding his hand above his head by way of a shield from the hot sun, stood Dr. Johnston!
  • With a quick intake of breath Red stared enchanted; for there, not twenty yards away, standing at the end of the small island which he had reached at this moment was a moose.
  • Two older women had been standing in the street, discussing the most recent news of the war. These days one would be hard-pressed to find a different topic of discussion. In this instance, it seemed that the Northern Alliance had pushed back a rather sizable advance. After three long, bloody days of battle, the Alliance troops had managed to take back the very same piece of land that they had started on. The cost of this maintenance of status quo was the lives of the better half of the troops in the area. In and of itself, such a tale was anything but notable. Indeed, a day without such a battle was rarer than a day with one. The difference on this day was that the Tresson army had lost even more.
  • When Carsis entered behind her, she was standing before an open patch of ground, waiting patiently for him. "Come... sit." She asked of him, this time he willingly obeyed, placing himself in front of her feet, his direction facing west. "Good, now close your eyes and concentrate."
  • The group looked at Hartwell, Cal, Thaddeus and Garrison, who happened to be standing next to each other in a neat semi-circle.
  • In ten minutes after they were standing under the tricolour flag, and crying "Evviva ella Republica!" while their captain, swordless and looking very uncomfortable, was pacing a chamber floor in the albergo, to which but three days before he had consigned Henry Harding as a prisoner.
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