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


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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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  • "The question now arose, how this hive was to be found? No doubt it was in some hollow tree--but how were we to find this tree, standing as it likely did among hundreds of others, and not differing from the rest in appearance? This was the question that puzzled us.
  • Oh, and Drummond! You're going to be so happy! Hilda came back to him and supported her husband as he limped toward the stairs. "While you were gone the most wonderful thing happened. Stephanie showed an interest in your special Native American things. She was studying and studying those old pots of yours like nothing you've ever seen. She was standing in front of them and just staring at them so patiently. My goodness, it was awfully cute, but, you know, it impressed me," said Hilda with a thrilled expression on her face. The fact that Stephanie picked up two of those valuable pots and took them outside to play camp with after Hilda left and the fact that they were sitting precariously on a pile of sticks on the lawn and were full of dirty water and mesquite beans was unknown to Granny Hilda. "Maybe she'll grow up to be an archeologist or an anthropologist someday," said Granny Hilda.
  • Still standing in his closet she turned around to see him watching her intently. "Your home is beautiful, Connor." Unfortunately Connor saw her reaction to all of his dark sleeved clothing in the closet.
  • The vitality of the California Grizzly is astonishing, as many a man has sorrowful reason to know, and the tenacity of the Old Pinto's hold on life was remarkable, even among Grizzlies. This Pinto was a famous bear. His home was among the rocks and manzanita thickets of La Liebra Mountain, a limestone ridge southwest of Tehachepi that divides Gen. Beale's two ranches, Los Alamos y Agua Caliente and La Liebra, and his range was from Tejon Pass to San Emigdio. His regular occupation was killing Gen. Beale's cattle, and the slopes of the hills and the cienegas around Castac Lake were strewn with the bleached bones of his prey. For twenty years that solitary old bear had been monarch of all that Gen. Beale surveyed--to paraphrase President Lincoln's remark to Surveyor-General Beale himself--and wrought such devastation on the ranch that for years there had been a standing reward for his hide.
  • "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."
  • Inside the factory, a team of raggedly dressed teenagers with stinking, long hair were plugging in amplifiers and tuning their instruments. All five of them were wearing gold-plated crosses around their necks. There were maybe fifteen other people standing around. Four of them were at least fifty years old.
  • Anatole went out of the room and returned a few minutes later wearing a fur coat girt with a silver belt, and a sable cap jauntily set on one side and very becoming to his handsome face. Having looked in a mirror, and standing before Dolokhov in the same pose he had assumed before it, he lifted a glass of wine.
  • Suddenly he stopped. And Peter's body grew tense. Both faced the round hole, half filled with softly packed snow, which McKay had cut as a door into the heart of the big drift. They had grown accustomed to the tumult of the storm. Its strange wailings and the shrieking voices which at times seemed borne in the moaning sweep of it no longer sent shivers of apprehension through Peter. But in that moment when both turned to listen there came a sound which was not like the other sounds they had heard. It was a voice--not one of the phantom voices of the screaming wind, but a voice so real and so near that for a beat or two even Jolly Roger McKay's heart stood still. It was as if a man, standing just beyond their snow barricade, had shouted a name. But there came no second call. The wind lulled, so that for a space there was stillness outside.
  • There is also a good view up the cleave with fur tor standing sentinel on the far horizon.
  • Just as she was about to ask him about it, the bells on the door jingled his exit and she was left standing there with only his invitation in hand.
  • She has no direct family here to watch her, but she is the last American standing in boxing and attacks with a fury. "I feel like Rocky Balboa," she says.
  • Conor came to his feet instantly in two feet of standing water, dripping head to toe, having been bowled across the room, but too late: with a blinding red flash the Black Coffin was through the window and gone. Conor bellowed in fury and followed, flashing white into a seahawk as he dove through the window and into the shrieking wind and rain.
  • Another carriage was standing on one side of the massive entrance an imposing vehicle glistening with new paints and gilded trimmings. A dozen soldiers of huge stature were guarding it, and one of them seemed strangely familiar to Maurice.
  • It was well that he did so, for at that moment the grinding sounds became quite perceptible, waxed louder, and then--like lightning from a cloud, a row of curved swordblades shot out of slots in the stone-work which the men had not previously noticed, and swept together for all the world like a pair of calliper legs. Any person standing by the door must have infallibly been stabbed through and through by that deadly device. Then, just as suddenly, the blades sprang back into the wall and the door swung back on its hinges, revealing another and smaller chamber beyond.
  • Many questions were poured upon Captain Bill and his younger companion, who gave his name as Asa Plunkett, once captain of the very vessel upon whose sloping deck they were then standing.
  • Yes, I see them coming. Can you count them yet? Don't tell me any of our boys are missing! and the speaker, one of two young men, wearing the uniform of the Lafayette Escadrille, who were standing near the hangars of the aviation field "somewhere in France," gazed earnestly up toward the blue sky that was dotted with fleecy, white clouds.
  • Sam's was not open yet. It was barely six-thirty and he didn't open until seven on a good day, eight when he'd afforded himself a nice bottle the previous night. Arlene wasn't interested in Sam. She was focused on the sidewalk in front of the window. She paced back and forth, back and forth until she'd determined in her mind the exact route the red pickup truck had taken when it flew off the road, and the exact spot where Gloria had been standing when it struck her, and the path her body had taken from that place to the window to the fact of her death. Arlene marked all of these locations with some kind of stains that were taken from little brown bottles she pulled from some pockets inside of her layers. She made dots with these colors, and lines and occasional swirls. The she brought out some matches and, lighting each one in its turn, set the markings on fire and they burst into momentary rainbows of flame, each with their own special scent.
  • Biting hard upon his lip, he grasped his rope as Dzeb took secure hold of one end. He flung the opposite end through the aperture. There was no sense in standing about, staring into the abyss of horrors. He nodded to Lief and took a long view of the cliff behemoth's simple compassionate eyes for strength. Holding the sword steady, he dropped his legs through the opening to the last tier.
  • She took away her hand, and Ned also whispered, as he hurriedly told her what he had seen and heard at the citadel. As he did so, her face and that of Señora Tassara, standing by her, grew much paler than his own.
  • The two men were standing and facing each other. Their body language reeked of confrontation. Hartwell pulled the picture out of his pocket.
  • And he dropped his hand upon his knees, doubled himself together, and refused to say another word. As Cecil turned to go he found Multnomah standing close by, watching him.
  • We splashed and fooled for a few minutes, standing neck-deep and kicking at an occasional fish as it darted by, stirring up mud with our toes until the water was so cloudy that we could see the fish no longer. Then King thought of clothes. He stood on tiptoe and shouted.
  • Emily Kashabara, wearing black and carrying a tote bag, lowered her foot off her long board and pushed, continuing her effortless gliding. Ahead, standing idly, were four male skateboarders. Emily dug the heel of her board into the sidewalk, stopping a few feet from the group.
  • It was a great joy to Madam Thompson when she received a letter from Miss Beauleigh begging that she and her niece might be allowed to pay a visit to her house in Bath, and to stay at least three weeks. The good lady was delighted at having her standing invitation at last accepted, and straightway wrote back a glad assent. She prepared her very best bedchamber for Miss Beauleigh, who, she understood, was coming to Bath principally for a change of air and scene after a long and rather trying illness.
  • This hook he inserted in the staff and handed to Dick, who immediately passed it to Tom, the latter standing up ready to hook the line when the time should come.
  • I stopped, for she was on her feet now, facing me, and standing very close, with her hands behind her and a tilted chin, looking into my eyes.
  • Not at all, Mama,’ Charlotte said, taking one of her mothers hands in her own, ‘but Michael is right. This delay is beyond our control. Why dont we return to the carriage? There is no point standing out here in the sun.’
  • "Dunno, sir--dunno, I'm sure," said the coxswain, humbly. "It's my head won't go proper, sir. I was standing there by the wheel one minute, sending her along right enough, and the next minute was--was--was--was ashore with the breakers all around."
  • Please hand me the phone. He dialed and had himself connected with the security guard who was on the floor. "Is there a tall, lean man in a cream-colored suit and wide-brimmed hat standing against the south wall? Probably near the men's socks?"
  • "Ive got a good feeling about this one, Maureen. Im sure Ill get it. Its made for me. I could do it standing on my head."
  • Later that day, Alice spoke with the owner of the kiosk that she had taken Nicole to, while Nicole waited standing beside her. It was large with a counter that separated the front from the back and a portion of the back was fenced off in a pantry of chicken wire. In front a sign board with exchange rates written in chalk stood next to a large man with a panga. The sun shone through a crack in the walls and focused on the man behind the counter annoying him as he talked with Alice.
  • Chris was already at the coffee shop. When James came into the lobby, Chris was standing there on the payphone. He gestured for James to wait, returned his attention to the phone and said, "Kyle: it's Chris. James and I are at CoffeeMac's, it's two-thirty. Can you meet us here if you get this before, um, three-thirty." He hung up the phone and said to James, "I thought we should have him meet us here if he can."
  • Passing the Bay of Cascaes, a fresh breeze carried us by the white circular Bugio Fort, standing on a rock at the mouth of the Tagus, and with a fair tide we ascended the river.
  • He lay a little in front of us, his nose to the ground, near the edge of the rise, looking down the canyon. I was suddenly awakened by the hound. He was standing erect, growling fiercely through his white fangs, and looking below in the canyon. The captain had gotten up while Jim and Tom were still sleeping soundly.
  • The standing stones exploded with stunning force. An immense flash of blue fire engulfed the temple, accompanied by a massive thunderclap. Great chunks of flying rock filled the air, thudding into the ground like cannon balls amid a storm of shrapnel. The explosion flung Mirra several feet, and the maelstrom of flying rock would have killed her had she been powerless. She landed hard and rolled into a ball, covering her head as the bits of rock that had been flung upwards rained down in a hail of stone. The explosion's echoes rolled away through the mountains in a harsh, deep-throated rumble, like a giant's bellow of rage.
  • 'Augh! 'tid be a murther to baulk them for want of a friend,' answered Mr. Mahony, standing up like a warrior, and laying the pipe of peace upon the chimney. 'Will I go down, Father Denis, and offer my sarvices?'
  • The front of the bank exploded. The four officers standing outside dove for cover. Another blast rocked the bank, collapsing the entrance, and rather than facing down their attacker the cops ran.
  • Twisting his horses reins, Osbern turned to see a familiar young man standing nearby. The fifteen-year-old stood with his arms crossed next to a cart full of logs. But that did not give him away so much as his head of thick red curls. "Edric Godricson."
  • But the men did not come on, and the two lads, now breathing hard from their exertions, had time to think as well as recover their breath, for the men, after carefully approaching singly from different directions, so as to surround the combatants, now halted as if by one consent a good fifty yards away, each looking upward from time to time at the burly cloaked figure high above them, and now standing upon a big block of stone, making signals by waving his arms and pointing.
  • Mrs. DeLyon was standing beside her green sports car, petting Ranger. She was the only person who didn't work at Dogland that Ranger would not bark at when the sun went down. Ranger had his head turned to one side so she could scratch behind his ear, and his tongue lolled in bliss.
  • After a time the natives began pointedly to suggest that I should stay with them. They had probably heard from Yamba about the strange things I possessed, and the occult powers I was supposed to be gifted with. A day or two after my landing, a curious thing happened--nothing more or less than the celebration of my marriage! I was standing near my boat, still full of thoughts of escape, when two magnificent naked chiefs, decked with gaudy pigments and feather head-dresses, advanced towards me, leading between them a young, dusky maiden of comparatively pleasing appearance.
  • "Ambassador Hawksworth, His Majesty has asked me to ensure you are wanting in nothing while you wait." Nadir Sharif was standing on the wide marble balcony when Hawksworth emerged from the stairs that led upward from the Diwan-i-Am to the interior courtyard of the palace. He salaamed with practiced dignity even as his darting eyes assessed Hawksworth in a quick sweep. "As prime minister for His Majesty it is my duty, indeed my pleasure, to attend your comfort and acquaint you with our protocol."
  • Happen if Pa had never done such things with his pistol as rob liquor stores and blow his own and only head off, he'd be the one taking charge and being the commander of the Sputnik. But he did, and he ain't, so it's my fine and fertile self standing here in a fancy uniform trying to decide what to do and say to this new fella who's appeared before me for the second time.
  • The garrison was bleary-eyed and standing in the early morning. The sun was just beginning to creep up, but all of the torches around the castle were still lit and crackling.
  • Rosenblatt sprang to the cave mouth, came back again, furtively treading upon the match. The perspiration was standing out upon his forehead.
  • Each Councilman agrees, standing and leaving to their own camps, bowing respectfully to Gawain and Gallahad as they pass out of the tent. Gawain sighs deeply as he falls down to the floor, fatigued beyond comprehension. Gallahad gently clasps Rachel's shoulder, as she tries to suppress further sobs. Gawain cannot remember Rachel ever looking this way. He looks at his friends with a more discerning eye.
  • The tall lad, standing in the porch, turned his bleared eyes from the publican to the smith and back again as if considering whom he ought to fight now.
  • Our means of investigation were rather limited, replied the doctor, "but we surely found no inhabitants except poor Mona, whom, I am confident, we shall never see again. Why do you ask? Are there any signs of life visible? I have no doubt you Martians can see more at this distance than we could when standing on the globe itself."
  • He closed the door and, standing in front of it, said: "I'm going to arrest you two men for the train robbery last night.
  • Cleopatra, too, understood, for I saw her rest her chin upon her hand and the cloud of thought gathered in her eyes. For a time she sat thus, while the crafty Dellius watched her curiously. And Charmion, standing with the other ladies by the throne, she also read his meaning, for her face lit up, as a summer cloud lights in the evening when the broad lightning flares behind it. Then once more it grew pale and quiet.
  • Richard looked around and saw the Navajo standing a healthy distance from the cliffs edge. Taking his apprehension for a fear of heights, Richard chuckled to himself. Gaagii was useful enough that he would likely hire him for at least a couple more trips.
  • Jacob was standing in a large circular room, thirty feet in diameter and height. The room was two stories and open from floor to ceiling. The walls were adorned with a dozen lit torches; the floor with many metal drains stained a dull reddish-brown color. A closed door, a mirror of the one which they entered through, was on the opposite side of the chamber. To Jacobs left was a small antechamber, its contents hidden behind a large black curtain. A rope was strung from the top of the curtain to a metal hook on the second floor.
  • The captain had the wheel and Mr. MacLean was standing aft waiting to do his duty by the stern line. Presently he, too, raised his head and sniffed.
  • There were two men standing in the mouth of the alley, both dressed in white from head to foot. One stood a little behind with the hood of his cloak drawn forward over his head, so that it was impossible to discern his face. The other stood forward, a tall slim man with the elegance and the grace of youth. It was at this man Violet Oliver was looking.
  • Like thousands upon thousands of stampeded cattle the refugees broke ranks and went scattering madly and wildly in all directions. Carts and wagons were left where they had come to a halt on the road with their horses, or oxen, or dogs standing dumb eyed and drooping in their tracks. Dave stayed where he was for an instant, not moving an inch, and his eyes fixed upon the cluster of dots streaking down from the blue sky high overhead. In the twinkling of an eye they ceased to be dots. They became planes! German planes. Heinkels, and Messerschmitt 110's, and Stuka dive bombers. Winged messengers of doom howling down upon the road choked with wagons and carts, and countless numbers of helpless refugees.
  • We moved at a brisk pace, stopping but once for a repair. More than halfway we spent the night at a goodly steading, lying on the sward before the house, standing watch by turns. Rothman exempted me from the list, thereby gaining me a scornful look from Wentik, which I took no note of.
  • Bill o' Burnt Bay began to laugh again. Archie joined him. But Josiah Cove pointed out the necessity of doing something--anything--and doing it quickly. It was all very well to laugh, said he; and although it might seem a comical thing to be standing on the deck of a captured schooner, the comedy would be the Frenchman's if they were caught in the act. But Archie still chuckled away; the situation was quite too ridiculous to be taken seriously. Archie had never been a pirate before; he didn't feel like one now--but he rather liked the feeling he had.
  • Although it was only 7:45, I was already exhausted. I tried to hide my yawns, but Tray noticed them. He told them we needed to get home. As we headed toward the door, we were saying "goodbye" and thanking each other. I paid close attention to Willow and Trays exchange. She hugged my brother and he whispered something to her, but it didnt turn into anything else even though they were standing near some mistletoe. They are obviously going to need my assistance
  • Why, yes, he has got a house on the Icksted Road, that is on the Pig Hill side of the town, she said, standing up to survey the wagon and as many of its occupants as chanced to be visible.
  • During all this time the eyes of the Army Boys had been glued on the one figure of their comrade. They had noted that of all the prisoners he alone had his hands tied behind him. It filled them with pride to see the undaunted way in which he had faced his captors and the evident scorn with which he had heard his fate. While some of the prisoners were weeping, others wringing their hands, and others standing in an attitude of completest dejection, he was apparently as self-possessed and unalarmed as though he had been standing in front of the barracks at Ehrenbreitstein.
  • "In the next scene which came before me, the wicked woman's son was evidently making love to the girl. Both were standing by the old window-seat, but her face was resolutely turned away from him, and when she at last looked at him it was with an expression of uncontrollable horror and dislike.
  • Enin immediately understood her purpose. It was as if he could see her thoughts, her concern painted itself in the magical energies which flowed around her. "I can not discern anything out of place, either in the town or in the clearing. I sense you standing beside me, but I can not sense anything else, not even your comrade so far in the distance. I'm afraid that is beyond my range. You are worried about a river rogue?"
  • Tray looked more nervous than I felt. He spun the keys around on his index finger while he waited impatiently for us to get ready to leave the house. I knew he was having an internal meltdown, because I was having one of my own. We couldnt discuss our impending 'doomthough, since my best friend was standing in the living room with us.
  • Hed no sooner stepped into the hall and started back towards the stairs than he heard a door open. He turned his head to find himself looking at the unused room the previous tailor had owned. Abdul himself had considered seeing if he could lease it in July, when it came up for renewal. The door to the room was opened. A teenaged girl was standing in the doorway, and the head of another peered from behind it. He suddenly thought he recognized one of the girls. Wasnt she a niece or granddaughter of the previous tailor? He wasnt sure. Strange, he thought. Maybe she got driven from her home.
  • Which they won't, if we know it! cried Andy. "But see here, Frank, that chap is nervy, all right, going up with Puss and standing all this racket. A tenderfoot is generally rattled even with a slow flight. He seems to be holding out."
  • She heard his footsteps going down the hall, following the girlshappy laughter. A few seconds later Eric was standing next to her. "Youre not going to ask him?"
  • It was still a little early for patrons to be lining up for breakfast, but Tom the Innkeeper, and his daughter Aislin, were already up and about, preparing for the day ahead. The little girl was standing over Colt's prone form, poking the big man with a broom in a courageous, yet vain attempt to wake him.
  • "Hey Jay," she mouthed and waived through the glass separator at Jay standing in the mail room with a stupid grin on his face. She caught his attention and waived at him to come into her office.
  • From all sides, fell upon me a sticky liquid of blood. Behind the curtain of that blood, someone waited on me. Beside him stood my dear Janaki. Someone had stabbed her... she bled, but yet a smile was alive on her lips... I could not fathom the depths of that smile... whether it was sarcastic... painful or... it had a touch of agonies? I wanted to call her with my heart in my mouth... I wanted to tell her something... I wanted to cry. But tears did not come! As if someone had gagged me! Something piercing was exploding my body... the man standing beside her was a demon... or was it Shivrasan? Who bloody bastard was he? I wanted to push aside the downpour of blood and jump at her... holding her hand I wanted to run... but I simply could not!
  • Annie returned without the children just as the company was standing to leave. "Tone, could you stay a moment?" Annie asked as the others dispersed.
  • The time was night; the cold air was full of moonshine; and fortune favoured him insomuch that the red-haired man whom he sought was himself standing a watch. He walked up to him without any concealment, and then, swift as light, slung out his right fist, sending every ounce of his weight after it, and caught the red-haired man squarely on the peak of the jaw.
  • Eventually, the conversation lulled as I prodded at the vegetables on my plate. standing up, I brought the plate to the sink, thanking Sharon again for the meal and her hospitality. I then excused myself to the living room to consult with the media about my next steps. CNN still blared and the words of the correspondents dug into my psyche. Taking place was a debate between bipartisan opinions of talking heads I had become vaguely familiar with over the last few months and I listened carefully as they discussed their views on the war in Iraq. I waited patiently for any connections that presented themselves and was delighted when the two parties agreed that the president had taken the appropriate steps to ensure the safety of the nation after the September 11th attacks and that I had made great strides in the last week.
  • Half an hour later, with many precautions, for the wind he prophesied was already troubling the sea and sending little splashes of water over the stern of their deeply laden boat, they were fast to a line thrown from the deck of the three thousand ton steamer /Castle/, bound for Natal. Then, with a rattle, down came the accommodation ladder, and strong-armed men, standing on its grating, dragged them one by one from the death to which they had been so near. The last to be lifted up, except Thompson, was Benita, round whom it was necessary to reeve a rope.
  • My face flushed. I laughed a fake laugh. In the bar mirror, I looked like a spotted and overripe tomato. I picked up my coat. I couldn't ask for money. I couldn't ask. Not with Lyosha standing there. Tom would think, ask him. Why hadn't I asked my "okay guy"?
  • "Don't tell me," he cried, "of your `whitehead' going twenty knots an hour and exploding its charge of gun-cotton under a ship's bottom; for, where and what would those on board the ship be doing all the time-- standing still, I suppose, to be shot at and doing nothing in their own defence?"
  • The uniformed men standing at attention around the perimeter of theDiwan-i-Am all blanched but their eyes remained fixed straight ahead. Then Arangbar suddenly remembered Hawksworth.
  • For a space Stafford glanced carelessly over the crowd; then lifted his eyes toward the blue above him, as though fain to see the bourne whither he was bound. And standing so, suddenly a smile of rarest beauty broke upon his face, as if, in truth, a flash of immortal vision had been vouchsafed of the Land beyond the sky.
  • Wholt didn't want to do it. If there weren't seven men standing behind him, he would have turned his back and let her walk away. She was sure of it. But if he let her go in front of them, his career would be destroyed. Wind gusted, tugging at her hair as Amaranthe sought a solution.
  • After a few moments, opening his eyes again, he saw her standing on the roof beside him, looking down at him. And he whispered his appeal in the name of Christ. And in His name the little bell-mistress responded.
  • I stand at a wall, with enough light to make out some details. This is solid metal, riveted and sealed up better than good. We got some thick cables running along, a few pipes, and some fancy buttons and panels made from something straight out of a science fiction magazine. There are some letters painted on real nice, no doubt standing for something Russian.
  • Exiting the car, he headed directly for the diner door and joined me at the window booth. "Do you mind if we sit away from the window?" he said while still standing.
  • They made it up the plank to the Voidhawk amidst the confusion. Jodyne was standing nearby, several daggers laying about the deck around her, and she greeted Dexter with a smile.
  • The next morning, the 2d of October, at eight o'clock, we continued our voyage, now entering a new canyon, then called Mound, but it was afterwards consolidated with the portion below called Monument, and together they now stand as Glen Canyon. In about three and one half miles we ran several sharp little rapids, but they were not of much consequence, and we stopped to examine a house ruin we saw standing up boldly on a cliff on the left. It could be seen for a long distance in both directions, and correspondingly its inmates in the old days could see every approach. Doubtless the trail we had seen on the right had its exit on the other side near it. The walls, neatly built of thin sandstone slabs, still stood about fifteen feet high and fifteen inches thick.
  • The funeral for Francis Tyler was about to begin. The guests had waited patiently, standing in groups around the freshly dug gravesite and behind two benches that had been brought from the kitchen and placed before the grave for the immediate family. Some had reminisced, even chuckling at some of their memories; some had spoken fondly of their good friend while weeping quietly; some had prayed and some had stood silent, listening to the breeze rustle the last autumn leaves on the trees while pondering their own fates.
  • Now, over a year later, standing in his garden, he said to Diane, "I was drawn to Nicolette de Gobignon at a time when I thought I would never see you again. I left her to go to your rescue. But when you rejected my love, I found myself thinking of her again."
  • I found the lieutenant standing at the window where I caught Chunder, and there was a man each at all the other four little windows which looked down at the outside--all the others, as I have said, looking in upon the court.
  • "But for treachery and ingratitude baser than Hell's deepest damned you would not see me here," he said. "And it is a brave and noble heart that beneath the Plantagenet's very eye dares show open friendship for the traitor Buckingham. God knows it is sweet after my life lately; yet be advised, De Lacy, it is dangerous to your standing and, mayhap, your liberty as well; best pass me by on the other side."
  • Unlawful or not as their love might be, there was something solemn, almost sacred, in its intense reality. The myriad eyes of heaven looked down from the dark vault above, and the sullen redness of the war-fires flashing from the distant heights shed a dull, threatening glow upon those two, standing there locked in each other's embrace. Then once more the wild, weird war-cry of the savage hosts swelled forth upon the night. It was an awesome and fearful background to this picture of renewed life and bliss.
  • THREE weeks after the conversation narrated in the last chapter, I was standing on the quarter-deck of the schooner watching the gambols of a shoal of porpoises that swam round us. It was a dead calm. One of those still, hot, sweltering days, so common in the Pacific, when Nature seems to have gone to sleep, and the only thing in water or in air that proves her still alive, is her long, deep breathing, in the swell of the mighty sea. No cloud floated in the deep blue above; no ripple broke the reflected blue below. The sun shone fiercely in the sky, and a ball of fire blazed, with almost equal power, from out the bosom of the water. So intensely still was it, and so perfectly transparent was the surface of the deep, that had it not been for the long swell already alluded to, we might have believed the surrounding universe to be a huge blue liquid ball, and our little ship the one solitary material speck in all creation, floating in the midst of it.
  • The engine still continued to keep them moving, although to the excited imagination of some of the boys they seemed to be almost standing still.
  • Charley had been anxiously searching the shore, looking for his father; and now he saw him, standing in a canoe drawn up out of the water, and beckoning.
  • The enormous study was full of things evidently in constant use. The large table covered with books and plans, the tall glass-fronted bookcases with keys in the locks, the high desk for writing while standing up, on which lay an open exercise book, and the lathe with tools laid ready to hand and shavings scattered around--all indicated continuous, varied, and orderly activity. The motion of the small foot shod in a Tartar boot embroidered with silver, and the firm pressure of the lean sinewy hand, showed that the prince still possessed the tenacious endurance and vigor of hardy old age. After a few more turns of the lathe he removed his foot from the pedal, wiped his chisel, dropped it into a leather pouch attached to the lathe, and, approaching the table, summoned his daughter. He never gave his children a blessing, so he simply held out his bristly cheek (as yet unshaven) and, regarding her tenderly and attentively, said severely:
  • Brannan was stunned by the fall, and when consciousness returned he saw the bear standing across his body, watching him intently for signs of life. He tried to keep perfectly still and hold his breath, but the suspense was too great a strain and involuntarily he moved the fingers of his right hand. The bear did not see the movement, and when Brannan realized that his fingers had just touched his revolver, he conceived the desperate idea that he could reach the weapon and use it quickly enough to blow a hole through the bear's head and save himself from the attack which he felt he could not avert much longer by shamming.
  • "The noise which had aroused us was made by a rolling stone striking a rock: and looking up I saw some fifty yards away, not in the wood, but on the rocky hillside on our side of the ravine, a bear standing, as though unconscious of our presence, snuffing the air. As was natural, I seized my rifle, cocked it, and took aim, unheeding a cry of 'No, no, sahib,' from Rahman. However, I was not going to miss such a chance as this, and I let fly. The beast had been standing sideways to me, and as I saw him fall I felt sure I had hit him in the heart. I gave a shout of triumph, and was about to climb up, when, from behind the rock on which the bear had stood, appeared another, growling fiercely; on seeing me, it at once prepared to come down. Stupidly, being taken by surprise, and being new at it, I fired at once at its head. The bear gave a spring, and then--it seemed instantaneous--down it came at me. Whether it rolled down, or slipped down, or ran down, I don't know, but it came almost as if it had jumped straight at me.
  • Chester, meanwhile, had arranged dozens of plush toy parrots in an enormous toy theatre, and he was standing behind a lectern with moist eyes.
  • Almost below him on a brush couch, lay the tall form of Buck Tom, with the unmistakable hue of approaching death upon his countenance. Beside him, holding his head, kneeled the much-wasted figure of Leather--the reputed outlaw. Seated or standing around in solemn silence were six of the outlaws, most of whom bore tokens of the recent fight, in the form of bandage on head or limb.
  • The most notable change was that it was suddenly a bright and sunny day, and there was a gentle breeze to replace the cyclonic winds of the Domain. It all seemed very ordinary... That was until Jorden began to look a little closer. It was then he noticed that he was standing in the middle of a large, but fortunately long deserted village, a village which had been abandoned earlier in the year when another entity had wandered in from the Domain of Hura Ghiana. In fact he was standing in what had once been their hall of meeting, or perhaps on their hall of meeting was a better description.
  • We came, at last to Penshurst. Aletia must have seen our sorry burden as she looked out from her window. Her frenzy more than the ride brought me partly back to myself. I had to try anything I could do. I had been useless to the others, I must comfort Aletia. I hugged her and she clung for such comfort as there was but her staring eyes did not see and then she screamed and struck out as in a fit. I do not know what she would have done if she had not been taken by a seizure. She was carried off to bed and I was sat down in the hall. Thank God for the household that moved in round us, even taking care of the soldiers. I sat by Aletias bed nearly all the time over those next days. She spent her time screwing her pillows in hers hands, screwing them into tight crumpled balls, her knuckles standing out white. She could not talk but when she cried and when she screamed I think it relieved her a little, it made her tired so she could sleep. It was no sound sleep, I do not believe she truly slept in all this time, rather she collapsed and fell still.
  • The best and oldest wizards came together to make a powerful spell. The land had to be taken back to its roots using Merlin's law of the three spells of amicability. When Merlin came to rule, the older Wizards became greedy. Some wanted Merlin less powerful than before so they'd have control and not lose the standing they'd gained through the years.
  • "She isn't mad," interposed Mr. Littell, lowering himself carefully to the window seat, for he had been standing all this time and his foot began to pain again. "After she knows you a little better, Bobby, she will expect this sort of denouement to follow whatever you undertake. I say we ought to have some dinner, Mother, and then talk at the table."
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