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  • He was tall in stature, and he had a white skin; and his hair was not like yours, for it was long and dark, and flowed over his shoulders, and he had a great beard. But as you are tall and white, you are like him; and as he went towards the rising sun, it may be that, afterwards, his hair changed from black to a color like yours, which seems to me brown when you are sitting here, but gold when the sun falls on it.
  • Whenever the Pawelons left thin resistance below, the Rezzians climbed in tight formations like tortoises, carrying their curved shields at their front, sides, rear, and over their heads to defend against any Pawelon archers able to find purchase among the tall cliffs.
  • "The gods forbid!" says the tall senator. "I prithee, noble friend, home to thy house!" he urges Coriolanuswho, he believes, has done enough harm. "Leave us to cure this cause!"
  • The track we followed was the recognised slave road. Of this we soon became aware by the numbers of skeletons which we found lying in the tall grass at its side, some of them with heavy slave-sticks still upon their wrists. These, I suppose, had died from exhaustion, but others, as their split skulls showed had been disposed of by their captors.
  • Come,’ the Magur said simply, leading Paul off the road onto leaf covered soil beneath a stand of tall beach trees.
  • For the first few days there were cottages to stay in. The People of the Land were wary of the tall young King's Man, but everyone knew Gleve, and so welcomed Keiran for his sake. As they travelled further north, the last of the human dwellings petered out and they were left to find safe hiding places as each dawn approached. They spent the days in logs, caves or under the roots of trees, trying not to touch one another in the crowded quarters, disguised by the earthen colour of the travelling cloaks wrapped around them. Keiran was plagued with a stream of memories prompted by the landmarks they passed. At times he couldn't sleep and sat up during daylight hours sketching madly, filling pages of his precious journal with hauntingly life-like Dragons. He also sketched the men of the expedition, in one case carrying an improvised stretcher bearing a huge egg. "Was that the egg that King Anglewart hatched at the castle?" Gleve asked him.
  • Lightning splayed across the clouds, illuminating them from within and revealing the intricate structures and formations. taller than mountains, yet flowing like rivers, the clouds seemed to reach from the sky and attack the sea itself, and Nat shivered. Though he hated the life of a fisherman, longing instead for the life of a scholar, the seas were the giver of life, and he quailed at the sight of waterspouts, which thrashed the waves, tore them asunder, and tossed them into the sky.
  • We got the word from Bloomsbury, and your father hired this tug right away, Andy Bird, to follow you out on the lake, if so be you kept after the rascals, said a tall gentleman with a white mustache, who, they afterwards learned, was the mayor of the city on the lake shore. "Now what can we do for you?"
  • It was finally determined that the passage of the river should be tried below the town, and, preparatory thereto, we took ground to our left, and got lodged in the chateau of a rich old West-India-man. He was a tall ramrod of a fellow, upwards of six feet high, withered to a cinder, and had a pair of green eyes, which looked as if they belonged to somebody else, who was looking through his eye-holes; but, despite his imperfections, he had got a young wife, and she was nursing a young child. The "Green Man" (as we christened him) was not, however, so bad as he looked; and we found our billet such a good one, that when we were called away to fight, after a few days' residence with him, I question, if left to our choice, whether we would not have rather remained where we were!
  • Maggie snapped her attention to the old man at the sound of his name. Jarin Huss. He was old and tall and rail-thin, and he wore long red and brown robes. A thin grey beard twisted its way nearly to his waist. The respect he commanded was obvious; his quavering voice quieted the mob. The woman who stood beside him was young, but there was a deep gravity in her face that made her look much older. She wore a long, regal blue dress with gold trim, and her long, light brown hair fell past her waist in graceful curls. She bowed her head respectfully to the crowd, and Maggie saw heads bowing in response as recognition lit in many eyes.
  • With Grandpa Drummond's blackthorn stick held level, Stephanie marched toward the elk. The poor elk head stared stoically ahead when Stephanie stomped to a halt beneath it and to one side, flipped the stick around, and braced the blackthorn branch against the seat of a wing chair. She used the tall stick to help her step onto the seat.
  • As they got near the castle they came upon a great circle, it was a junction where the two main streets came together. In the center was an enormous sun clock.The slanted dial was hewn out of the most beautiful marble Gidas had ever seen, patina green swirled with white.The flat surface that marked the passing of time had deep grooves cut along it in increments that noted one hour. Surrounding the enormous timekeeper was a shallow pool of water kept fresh by a cascade churning from the center of the dial. The pool had a short stone rail and bench encircling it, so spectators could stop and sit.Many people were doing that currently. Children ran about. Some sat, dipping their feet into the pool.Gidas thought it a little too cool to stick his feet in a pool of water, but the citizens seemed to enjoy it. Businesses and homes surrounded the circle in a stair-step fashion: the closer buildings were shorter, and the buildings behind them gradually got taller, so that all could see the huge timepiece in the middle of the circle.
  • For standing before them all was a dinosaur. He towered taller than any man had ever seen. His scaly skin was sickly green and razor sharp, thick as iron too so that no human weapon could pierce it. The pirates had arrived here early in the morning and it was now three in the afternoon. With all the excitement over booty and battle, they had all completely forgotten that they had found by fortune a house whose owner would inevitably return. And here was the owner, faced with a house full of miniature thieves killing each other and wrecking his aura.
  • He was on the point of pelting that way, when he caught the noise of a spattering tramp of cavalry on sloppy soil, sounding louder and louder from the south, then a howling of a multitude of mouths, and now was aware of the legs of galloping nags making a palisade that came far-spread across the breadth of the plain, so that he and his guide had to gallop aside, flying from being rushed by this eruption of eyeballs, on all these horsemen's heads being a helmet of hide having a horn of the ibex at the front, and the roughness of their bawling, and the assault of their irruption, helped these horns to make them horsemen of hell; and on a tall horse in a group galloping at the back of the troop was a woman, whom Cobby, though he could not see, assumed to be Sueela on her Mustapha.
  • The latter was known to be short and of slight frame, while the man now seen appeared tall and of stout build. Instead of remaining in his upright attitude, and uttering, as the sentry should have done, the word "Akka," the stranger was seen to stoop down, and place his ear close to the earth as if to listen.
  • Receiving no answer, Emla bespoke the Seniors to come to her anyway. Quietly, the four tall slender figures came down the stairs, Iska last. The three males ranged themselves behind Emla while Iska sat on the lower stairs, a hand resting lightly on each Dragon.
  • Hello! somethin' afire in th' Bay! He turned his glasses among the shipping, in search of a commotion, but all was quiet among the tall ships.
  • Saluting each of the three in turn, the tall Egyptian passed from Dr. Cairn's room. Upon his exit followed a brief but electric silence. Dr. Cairn's face was very stern and Sime, with his hands locked behind him, stood staring out of the window into the palmy garden of the hotel. Robert Cairn looked from one to the other excitedly.
  • This individual was also tall and was dressed in well-worn outing garments that gave him the appearance of a man of leisure taking a day off.
  • We all wished to be off as soon as possible, so while it was still dark we caught and watered our horses; and, having cast off their hobbles and loaded the pack animals, we were in the saddle by sunrise. We rode on for several hours, and then encamped for breakfast, allowing our horses to graze while we went on foot in search of game. We succeeded in killing a couple of deer and a turkey, so that we were again amply supplied with food. Our baggage-mules being slow but sure-going animals we were unable to make more than twenty miles a day, though at a pinch we could accomplish thirty. We had again mounted and were moving forward. The country was covered with tall grass, five and sometimes eight feet in height, over which we could scarcely look even when on horseback. We had ridden about a couple of miles from our last camping-place, when Story, the tallest of our party, exclaimed--
  • "She was there a second ago," he said, pointing to the pillar, "but I've lost her now--I fancy she went towards the railway station, but I could not see. Stop, is that she?" and he pointed to a tall person walking towards the Abbey.
  • "Did I? Think I was runnin' for my health? Why, he looked all of seven feet high to me, and covered with long hair. Talk about your Robinson Crusoe making him a coat of an old nanny goat, that feller was in the same class; eh, Gusty?" loudly asserted the tall boy.
  • "It's a fraud, lads! Lead the way to him, himself!" shouted the tall youth. "Don't let him go, lads! Let him answer us! Keep him!" shouted different people and the people dashed in pursuit of the trap.
  • She sat down on the bed and viewed it forlornly. A wave of sickening rebellion against everything swept over her. To herself she seemed as irrevocably alone as if she had been lost in the depths of the dark timber that rose on every hand. And sitting there she heard at length the voices of men. Looking out through a window curtained with cheesecloth she saw her brother's logging gang swing past, stout woodsmen all, big men, tall men, short-bodied men with thick necks and shoulders, sunburned, all grimy with the sweat of their labors, carrying themselves with a free and reckless swing, the doubles in type of that roistering crew she had seen embark on Jack Fyfe's boat.
  • Jackie turned to look at him. He was a tall young man, perhaps a little older than Jackie, with a somewhat gaunt look, thick horn-rimmed glasses, and short hairin this day of Beatle cuts and longer hairand even beardless in a day when it seemed every second guy had a beard. He seemed vaguely familiar. "Your dad is Phil Gravengood, isnt he?" she asked.
  • The last of the cowboys to alight was a manly youth, who might have been in the neighborhood of eighteen or nineteen years of age. He was tall and slight, with a frank and pleasing countenance, and his blue eyes looked at you fearlessly from under dark brows, setting off in contrast his sunburned face. Had any one observed him as he rode up with the other cowboys, it would have been noticed that, though he was the youngest, he was one of the best riders.
  • His companion spots movement at the garden doors. "We must forbear; here come the gentleman, the queen, and the princess." The two noblemen step discreetly behind some tall green shrubs and return in silence to the castle.
  • Just before they entered the restaurant, a tall man with sleek hair came rushing out the restaurant almost knocking Rose over in his hurry. A waiter came rushing after the man.
  • Captain Robert E. Lee was not exactly off duty at that hour, for he and other engineer officers had been ordered to make a survey of the fortifications, but he was there to receive instructions and he could take Ned in with him. He was a taller, handsomer fellow than Grant, and he was all of three times as polite in his treatment of Ned. Perhaps, however, Grant's first manners had been damaged by being addressed in such a style, in Spanish, by an excited young Mexican.
  • Wisps of lively conversationmuch of it gossip and scandalfloat in the tall throne room this afternoon among the crowd of lords and ladies, courtiers and officials, attendants and messengers awaiting the Queen of Egypt.
  • Moving into the kitchen, past a table where three bodies writhed amidst broken egg shells and flour, Harvey recognised the tall frame and oiled grey hair of David Masters. Of course, the host of a party can always be found in the kitchen.
  • Steady, lad, steady, he said, "don't throw away a shot; load and stand ready to shoot the first man who falls on you. That is good!" he said as Edgar shot a tall Arab who was rushing at him with uplifted spear; "load again. Now it is my turn," and he brought down a man; and so firing alternately, sometimes defending themselves with their bayonets, but always keeping together, they fell back. Once Edgar stumbled and fell over the body of one of his comrades, but the sergeant seized him by the shoulder and jerked him on to his feet again, and the next moment ran an Arab through who was rushing at them with uplifted hatchet. When they were back among the crowd of camels the fighting became more even. Stubbornly the men made a stand here, for the natives could no longer attack them except in front, while the roar of fire from the troops on the flanks told with terrible effect upon the Arabs.
  • Geranium phaeum clump of leaves with flowers held tall above it in shades of deep blackish purple through pink to white.
  • With their home-made spears leveled, the tall bandit and his scar-faced partner charged at Dagan and Matrikaor at least as far as their horses would take them. Having been bred and trained to pull plows rather than carry rag-tag brigands, the animals stopped short before their riders closed within a spear-length of their targets. Both men waved the spears as menacingly as they could and shouted, "Give us everything you've got!"
  • Centaurs were coming through the doorway. They were so tall they had to bend their human waists and stoop to enter. Their glossy bodies shone in the torchlight, muscled like draught horses, with heavily furred fetlocks. Their human bodies were dark olive, their ears small and round like Corry's. Unlike the fauns, the males had facial hair, which they wore in pointed beards. The mares wore a garment of a single piece of cloth, rather like a large scarf, brightly colored and tied in elaborate twists round their bodies. The stallions wore leather vests or nothing at all. Stallions and mares alike wore a variety of jewelry and practical itemsgem-studded collars, bracelets on their ankles and wrists, belts with jeweled daggers and scimitars.
  • Presently he found himself looking toward the burn. Back, in the timber bordering the river, was a tall tree which reared its head a score of feet above its fellow trees. As he turned his glass in that direction, something unusual in the top of the tree attracted his attention.
  • The boy from the country was on guard, and ducked with a quickness that surprised his antagonist. Then he gave Merwell's arm a twist that sent the tall youth sprawling on the ice.
  • Teasels are tall biennials, forming a rosette of leaves in their first year, and flowering in their second year.
  • It was perhaps an hour later when Ruler came in sight around a jutting cliff down the canyon, with the three pups trotting along just behind him. After them appeared the tossing heads of the ponies, the flash of sunlight on Big John's silver-mounted chaps and the white glare of Scotty's tall sombrero. As they caught sight of him, they burst into a gallop and waved their hats.
  • Kamrasi was a remarkably fine man, tall and well proportioned, with a handsome face of a dark brown colour, but a peculiarly sinister expression; he was beautifully clean, and instead of wearing the bark cloth common among the people, he was dressed in a fine mantle of black and white goatskins, as soft as chamois leather. His people sat on the ground at some distance from his throne; when they approached to address him on any subject they crawled upon their hands and knees to his feet, and touched the ground with their foreheads.
  • They made their way to the broken walls, and collapsed roof of what must have been an important building. The distant view from that position was spectacular. Around them there were quite a few things to look at, piles of finely carved stones and a few sculptures of some kind of gods or rulers of that ancient kingdom. Rory sat down on one of the larger stones, probably being an altar slab. It had carvings on the sides. Banjo and Izaak probed tirelessly around every square foot of the area, as sniffing around was their specialty. Rory watched Banjo bemusedly acting just like a dog-bot that he was programmed for, his head buried in tall grass and his tail upright like an antenna. Suddenly Banjo disappeared, letting out a yelp that caught the attention of all of them. They rushed to the spot to investigate. Noodles was first, peering down what looked like a deep hole obscured by overgrown grass. He saw the first steps of a stone staircase disappearing into the darkness.
  • For a moment they wavered, for the tall twin warriors who barred the way had eyes that told of wounds and death. Then with a rush they came, scrambling over the rough stones. But here the causeway was so narrow that while their strength lasted, two men were as good as twenty, nor, because of the mud and water, could they be got at from either side. So after all it was but two to two, and the brethren were the better two. Their long swords flashed and smote, and when Wulf's was lifted again, once more it shone red as it had been when he tossed it high in the sunlight, and a man fell with a heavy splash into the waters of the creek, and wallowed there till he died. Godwin's foe was down also, and, as it seemed, sped.
  • But from the rocky point, when he had scaled its height, he saw far off to westward a rising column of vapor which for a while diverted his thoughts. He recognized the column, even though he could not hear the distant roaring of the cataract he knew lay under it. And, standing erect and tall on the topmost pinnacle, eyes shaded under his level hand, he studied the strange sight.
  • Now they were not three hundred yards away, and the crest of the pass was still half a mile ahead. Five minutes passed, and here, where the track was very rough, the horse blundered upwards slowly. Mr. Clifford was riding at the time, and Benita running at his side, holding to the stirrup leather. She looked behind her. The savages, fearing that their victims might find shelter over the hill, were making a rush, and the horse could go no faster. One man, a great tall fellow, quite out-distanced his companions. Two minutes more and he was not over a hundred paces from them, a little nearer than they were to the top of the pass. Then the horse stopped and refused to stir any more.
  • No sooner than I had entered, I caught sight of a small group of visitors leaving. They weren't Sordarins, but walked with seemingly great importance. The tallest of the group looked back. My heart beat rapidly. I knew him. My eyes glared. He was of the band at the river. The prince, I remembered. He began to walk gingerly toward me, even more handsome to my young eyes than I remembered. Dressed in a regal manner, his eyes greeted mine with a sense of satisfaction within them. He bowed to me while the others followed, uncertain of his destination.
  • The Mujar entered a copse of tall trees and dumped the bag. A spring bubbled from lichen-covered rocks and trickled away along its mossy bed, a line of silver amid the green. Chanter selected a log and sat, looking up at her with a smile.
  • Spencer was dumbstruck. The water-channel for the barque ran down one side of a tall chamber about seventy feet square. Across the middle of the room was a gathering of huge Egyptian gods, each mannequin at least eight feet tall and resplendent in a brightly-coloured robe. Dead centre was an enormous set of balancing scales, with a feather in one pan and a heart in the other. The two seemed to be in perfect balance. The entire floor was marble and the walls were covered in hieroglyphs and coloured vignettes. Everything was dramatically lit by spotlights buried in the curved black ceiling, again, set out like constellations. It looked like an outrageous stage set or a feature from Disneyland.
  • Had he been able to see, the fight would still have been unequal. Philip was taller, wirier, and quicker on his feet. Lawrence's one advantage lay in his keen, quick response to touch sensation, and that gave him his sense of direction and ability to move rightly.
  • When Landy found that he was puffing from his exertions he took an extra grip on himself and would not listen to Lil Artha when the tall scout proposed that he drop out.
  • After this I remember a disturbance in the room, and dominating it, as it were, the rich sound of a woman's voice and the rustle of a woman's silks sweeping the stone floor. I opened my eyes and saw that it was she who had helped to rescue us, who /had/ rescued us in fact, a tall and noble-looking lady with a beauteous, weary face and liquid eyes which seemed to burn. From the heavy cloak she wore I thought that she must have just returned from a journey.
  • Which to choose? The man knew that he needed to weigh the value of his selections talent against the impact of its loss on the rest of the group. His eyes lit on a young man, tall and handsome in the light of the torch he held aloft.
  • Don't try to deny it, do ye, younker? the man continued to growl; and from the fitful light that rose and fell Thad found reason to believe that there must be some sort of fire around the bend in the passage. "Well, let me tell ye what we mean to do about it. We'll jest keep ye fast here till night sets in, while yer friends hunt around, and git more an' more skeered, believin' ye must a fell inter the lake. Then we'll cut stick out of this place, and leave ye behind. P'raps so ye cud yell loud enough to draw 'em in here. Better be asavin' of yer breath, boy; 'cause ye'll have to do some tall shoutin' if ye wants to get out alive, arter Bill'n me vacate. Now roll over, and go to sleep. I'm hungry, and mean to cook a bite or two."
  • The sapling snaked skyward with mesmerizing grace and soon was twice as tall as Pence. Its stalk was greener than fairytale pastures and the white light of the first twin leaves made Pences own flesh appear misty and translucent, like a potato grown on the moon.
  • Doug invited both kids to the yard to see the new stone steps he was putting in, one of those things wed been planning for ages. He opened the side door. Zoe followed, graceful and catlike, and Sam lumbered after her, tall enough now to need to duck past the trellis by the door. And I did my level best to just let them go, trying as I had been since I saw Dougs face the prior afternoon, not to make him more self conscious by my hovering concern.
  • Peaceful meadow you stand in the tall grass of an enormous grassy meadow.
  • One of the great peaks, easily the most distant of them, past Melodys left shoulder, made a mockery of the rest, so tall it was. It flew heedlessly into the sky, an impossible thin purple triangle, until it seemed to pierce straight through the atmosphere into airless spaceand Melody knew in that instant she was on Aquanus and looking at a spire. The spire was nearly lost in the light haze and the very high white cirrus clouds feathering coldly over the range. She turned to find the other spire, looking right over the ocean, and located it immediately, a vague isosceles triangle outlined over shimmering blue.
  • Foster's eyes narrowed as he gazed up the track and saw two figures come round a corner. They were too far off to be distinct, but were walking fast. If he sat still, he would be invisible for two or three minutes but not longer, and he quickly studied his surroundings. There were large boulders and brambles between him and the water, and the tall hedge offered a hiding place on the other side. It might be wiser to get out of sight, but he would make an experiment, and dropped a few wax matches and a London newspaper he had bought in Carlisle. The country people did not use wax matches and London newspapers were not common among the Border moors.
  • Slowly the morning wore away. When the sun came up it was very hot and the youths were glad enough to draw into the shade of the rocks. Just before noon all three climbed the tall rock again, to look not only for Tom Dillon and the horses, but also for Abe Blower and those with him.
  • Bane turned and beckoned to Mirra, who froze, then obeyed when he frowned. He took hold of her arm, ignoring her whimper, and dragged her aboard the ship. The captain watched Bane's progress with narrowed eyes, a pipe clamped in his mouth. Bane was as tall as the giant, Mirra was surprised to note. Until now, everyone who ventured close to him did so while cowering, and she had not been able to appreciate just how tall the Demon Lord was. His slenderness was misleading, for Bane, she realised, had to be six and a half feet tall.
  • The dusk fell through the little room. Out in the hallway a tall clock ticked solemnly. A noiseless servant appeared in the doorway to light the lamps, but was silently motioned away.
  • Twice over that morning I saw the tall savage who was so diabolically painted and tattooed go by, and once I thought he looked very hard at my hut; but he soon passed out of my sight, leaving me wondering whether he was the chief, from his being so much alone, and the curious way in which all the people seemed to get out of his path.
  • The canoe held her silent course down the dark and mirror-like stream towards the sea. Not a breath of wind moved the leaves of the lofty palm-trees which towered above their heads, casting their tall shadows on the calm waters below, while here and there a star was seen piercing as it were through the thick canopy of branches; the air was hot and oppressive, and a noxious exhalation rose from the muddy banks, whence the tide had run off. Now and then a lazy alligator would run his long snout above the surface of the stream, like some water demon, and again glide noiselessly back into his slimy couch.
  • Mud huts speckle the valley floor. Few dwellings have roofs. Some are hardly more than windbreaks. The tallest structures are a pair of stone towers looming over all by the river.
  • Prototype sat in his throne at the top of the tallest finger-like strut of the Hand Of Death, cradling a large crystalline orb in his spindly fingers, sitting comfortably in his overly large hands. The mist inside it cleared to reveal an image.
  • "Northumberland, I hold thee reverently," Richard tells the tall Lancastrian lord. "Break off the parleyfor scarce I can refrain the execution of my big-swoln heart upon that Clifford!—that cruel child-killer!"
  • The sound of a fresh torch being lit by her helpful dragon roused Myranda from sleep. Leo was using some of the leather that affixed the fuel rags to one of the spent torches to bind the remaining ones. Once again, he was awake before her, and she'd fallen asleep before him. Though she'd not known him long, she had never seen him sleeping naturally. There was no room to stand, but he assured her that the roof would be tall enough to stand shortly. The trio moved on.
  • They rode for long stretches of time without anyone saying anything, the interior of the car filled with the rattle and squeak of the doors and window panes as they moved with speed over the rough road. She knew that they were heading toward the border and that after they reached the border instructions had been given for the custody of the soldiers. They traveled for hours through a countryside of tall elephant grass and forested areas that encroached on the roadway and seemed to narrow the passage. Mostly the landscape was open and the fields of green and yellow were scarred in places by tracks of dull orange where a path had been cut or the rain had eroded the topsoil. The road widened and low slung cement buildings appeared on both sides and they were in a town with stores and shops. Men stood about in doorways and on stoops and watched them pass as the vehicle slowed. Storefronts decorated in oversized pictures of United States currency advertised "maison de change." The signs for gold and money exchange were interspersed with signs for boutiques and phone service.
  • The Prince's lunge surprised the assassin and sent him sprawling onto his back. Kerrion straddled him, forced him back when he struggled to rise and blocked the blows Blade aimed at his head. Before the assassin could change tactics, the Prince grabbed Blade's wrists and flung his weight against them, pinning them to the ground. Blade's whipcord strength was no match for the Prince's husky build and weight, since he was half a head taller and proportionally larger. Blade relaxed and scowled up at his former captive.
  • The person in charge of the landing-field here was a Mr. Young, an American clergyman connected with the local Baptist mission. This tall gentleman came forward, accompanied by the British governor of the island, within a few moments after the flyers struck the ground. In fact, they were still stretching their cramped legs and arms when he greeted them and introduced the governor, Sir Henry Hurst.
  • Curly stood at the far end of the field, tall as a horse, half again as long, and twice as big around. His shaggy coat added to his girth, making him look like a barn on legs. As soon as Catrin stood within the fence, he turned and charged, building momentum as he came. Afraid she would be run down, Catrin did as Rolph had instructed: she held her ground, albeit with her eyes closed.
  • The two security guards looked at each other. The taller one spoke. ‘We were told that there was little likelihood of an attack on your movie crew like the one a few days ago.’
  • He ran to the corner of the piazza and on the tall staff that dominated the canyon and the river-valley dipped the stars and stripes three times in signal of welcome.
  • So we entered and saw a strange sight. Against the back wall of the chapel which was lit with lamps, stood a life-sized statue of Maat, goddess of Law and Truth, fashioned of alabaster. On her head was a tall feather, her hair was covered with a wig, on her neck lay a collar of blue stones; on her arms and wrists were bracelets of gold. A tight robe draped her body. In her right hand that hung down by her side, she held the looped Cross of Life, and in her left which was advanced, a long, lotus-headed sceptre, while her painted eyes stared fixedly at the darkness. Crouched upon the ground, at the feet of the statue, scribe fashion, sat my great-uncle Tanofir, a very aged man with sightless eyes and long hands, so thin that one might see through them against the lamp-flame. His head was shaven, his beard was long and white; white too was his robe. In front of him was a low altar, on which stood a shallow silver vessel filled with pure water, and on either side of it a burning lamp.
  • Slowly, a store window began to materialize in front of his third eye. It had see-through glass from floor to ceiling. Nostradamus gradually landed with his whole body in a shopping street and quickly looked around; his presence had apparently not attracted any attention. He was in a true buyers paradise. People from all walks of life were walking around with fancy bags, going in and out of the stores. Aside from many bargain hunters, it was thick with recommended goods, flashing advertisements and immeasurably tall buildings, which touched the clouds. The floor in front of which he had landed, contained extremely advanced products. He saw electric show boxes in all sizes and shapes that showed images of an announcer, actors, sporting events, and, especially, many highly imaginative games. The latter were so-called computer games and the screens showed a colorful collection of action figures which were constantly being shot at.
  • In fact nearly every one was leaving the table. The tall form of Rev. Daniel Blackton was seen to rise. Something else arose also. It was the minister's chair. He felt that something was wrong, and half turned around. What he saw caused a deep flush to spread over his pale face.
  • Suddenly, an odd popping-puffing noise came from the wagon and the tall bandit screamed in pain as a dart penetrated his thigh. The scarred one looked and saw the boy fumbling to put another dart into the gadget he held. The outlaw urged his reluctant horse closer and tried to reach the kid with his spear. Tabari did not have time to pump up the air-darter again so he threw it. It hit the horse on the shoulder causing the animal to buck and back away. As his mount moved, scar-face saw six people from the wagons in front running back to help their fellows. More importantly, he looked back at the girl. He realized he didn't want to hurt her. He didn't want to hurt anyone but he couldn't understand why not. After a moment, he found his voice.
  • Ben looked around the cottage for something which might be given to the sufferer to ease him. But the dwelling had been stripped of all small things, and nothing in the way of food, drink, or medicine remained. Sorrel had already bound a handkerchief soaked in cold water around the wounded neck, so nothing more could be done, excepting to raise the sufferer up to a sitting position, at his request. "I don't know as thet is best fer him," whispered the tall Tennesseean to Ben. "But he ain't long fer this world, as he says, an' he might as well hev his wish as not."
  • As they carried themselves closer to the sky, their path earned them greater sunlight. The trees themselves were full of life. Early season cherries were already ripening and berries on taller bushes waited within arm's reach. The two travelers paused on several occasions to re-energize with the beckoning gifts.
  • When the fourteen warriors had ranged themselves around the table, they stood for a minute or two, while the others held their breath in expectancy. The tallest Indian, who was the leader of the little company, suddenly whipped out his hunting knife and looked at the others, who imitated him with military promptness. Then he muttered some command, and immediately the whole number sprang upon the waiting carcass, which was carved up in a twinkling. Each cut himself an enormous slice, and, stepping back, began eating with the voracity of a wolf, while the others looked admiringly on. The spectators had held their peace so long that they broke forth again, not so loud as before, but grunting, chattering, and gesticulating like so many children, while Jack Carleton, taking good care to keep close to Ogallah his protector, furtively watched the scene.
  • She was a miss of perhaps eighteen years, tall and slender, with brown hair and big brown eyes. She appealed to our hero as she spoke.
  • "I see." The wind freshened as the ferry left the shelter of the land and Sallis pulled his brown cloak tight around his shoulders. Those shoulders had broadened as Sallis the boy matured into Sallis the man. He had grown tall too, and not just for his age.
  • That is a pity, answered Wulf, "for though she is so tied up, she must be a tall and noble lady by the way she sits her horse. The horse, too, is noble, own cousin or brother to Smoke, I think. Perhaps she will sell it when we get to Jerusalem."
  • He saw a tall figure step on deck from the gangplank. A steel helmet topped with a spike glistened in the light from torches on shore. A long scimitar in a plain leather scabbard hung from the embroidered scarf wrapped around the man's waist. The Mameluke now began slowly to walk down the deck of the long, slender Egyptian war galley.
  • Now men, cried a tall raw-boned Yankee from the Western States, mounting on a stump after the body had been removed, and speaking with tremendous vehemence, "I guess things have come to such a deadlock here that it's time for honest men to carry things with a high hand, so I opine we had better set about it and make a few laws,--an' if you have no objections, I'll lay down a lot o' them slick off--bran' new laws, warranted to work well, and stand wear and tear, and ready greased for action."
  • "Dr. Moretti." A taller, older man approached me. He was definitely an FBI agent. His muscles filled the black, wrinkle-free suit, and his full head of hair was sprinkled with salt and pepper. An earpiece curled around his right ear. To top off the look, he wore dark sunglasses. "Ive been informed this is your field of expertise, and youre the best. To think you graduated with your doctorate at nineteen. Amazing." He didnt sound amazed.
  • Again Balthusa recognized the monster from ancient legends. She saw and knew the ancient and evil serpent which swayed there, its wedge-shaped head, huge as that of a horse, as high as a tall woman's head, and its palely gleaming barrel rippling out behind it. A forked tongue darted in and out, and the firelight glittered on bared fangs.
  • He was sitting on the ground at her feet, his head pillowed in her lap, lazily dreaming. whilst at his feet the river wound its graceful curves beneath overhanging willows and tall stately elms.
  • When King Shandor pulled Blade to his feet, the assassin bent his knees a little, lest he appear too tall for a woman. Shandor placed an arm about Blade's waist and leered at his officers, who laughed and called encouragement. The assassin allowed the King to lead him to the tent, and only once had to avoid the big man's hands when he reached for his wrist where a dagger was strapped.
  • "Don't have to," the tall one assured him. "I know Sarkonians who'll buy them, and they won't tell their bosses what they got either, let alone where they got them." Scar-face wanted to say something else but the young one cut him off.
  • It was densely ringed with a border of straggly willows and tall bulrushes, and just beyond them, Paul could see a couple of moorhens swimming in single file and a stately heron, balanced on one stick like leg, its eye fixed on the water below.
  • If the villain willed my death, why not exterminate me at once? he thought; and then he prayed again; and as his fervour increased, the door opened, and, by the dim light that entered his cell, he discovered the figure of a tall stalwart man, who was in the middle of the chamber before he perceived that a living being occupied any portion of it.
  • Both Morion and Amy flock to one specific tree in the glade; taller than the others and overflowing with a red and green striped fruit. They both reach up to pick from the tree. Tristan, who had been filling the sack with the green and pink produce, happens to see the women harvesting from the larger tree.
  • The elephant was standing in a grove of mokhala trees. These, unlike the humbler mimosas, have tall naked stems, with heads of thick foliage, in form resembling an umbrella or parasol.
  • The next day, much closer, she saw that the chateau was wearing gay finery in honor of its master's return, dozens of purple and gold Gobignon banners fluttering from the tall round towers. Amalric might have left Paris in disgrace, but his family and vassals, she knew, would treat his return as a triumph.
  • The mullahs had formed a ring around Samad. He stood silently, waiting, as the leader stepped forward and thrust a long sword into the bare skin of his lower stomach. He jerked but did not fall, standing tall as another swung a sharp blade across his open neck. His head dropped to one side and he slumped forward, as two more men thrust swords into his belly. In seconds he disappeared beneath a crowd of black cloaks.
  • The hawk slashed at Lord Robert's legs, tearing the tall man's trousers and drawing blood. A movement from behind caused the hawk to swing around, but not fast enough. Evelyn brought a heavy stick down on the creature's head, and with a piteous cry the bird lay still.
  • Kate knew the words by heart, and went through the ritual with little attention. Namely, because she was completely thrown, by her husbands actual appearance. She stood there by him, coming somewhere up to his shoulder, and breathed in a mixture of man heat and dark winds. Sneaking peeks at him from the corner of her eye, she mused, it was not just that he was tall and obviously more than fit, that his shoulders were broad, his skin a coffee and cream brown, but his face would stop a blind woman in her tracks.
  • To his own mind, however, George had his eyes more pleasingly engaged on the tall figure of Miss Norwood, who was wearing a unique and very becoming velvet gown, accompanied by a long flowing caftan of beige-coloured cloth. Unbeknownst to him, she was wearing a Liberty tea gown, which was all the rage amongst some women in Melbournes artistic circles. Francess mass of golden hair was also beautifully dressed, and was bundled at the nape of her neck with several dainty clips, except for several strands of curly hair that were allowed to hang down the sides of her face.
  • I stood for a minute in fixed attention, gazing upon her, in vague hope that she might turn about and give me an opportunity of seeing her features. She did not; but with a step or two she placed herself before a little cabriole-table, which stood against the wall, from which rose a tall mirror in a tarnished frame.
  • In one of those narrow streets of tall houses, perfectly silent at that hour, he overtook, slowly as he was walking, a very singular-looking old gentleman.
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