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  • The King stopped perusing and turned a weary gaze towards him, "You don't know do you?" The Wizard shook his head, waiting for Idimus to strike him. But the King simply replied, "Then think."
  • He was answered by a loud hurrah, and the boats' heads were instantly turned towards the ship, which was about half a mile off. The boats shot forward with velocity, pushing before them vast surges which their ploughing bows turned up from the surface. They had got within half their distance of her, when boats were lowered from every part of her, and, as if by magic, filled with men.
  • An occasional driver waved or tooted in recognition of this tall woman, her unbound breasts bobbing beneath her T-shirt. Running was hard this morning in this thick air, especially moving up the rise to Beach Street. She reached the crest of the hill and glanced towards Huntington Bay where the sails of several large boats were riding what little wind was available.
  • The sun had almost reached the watery horizon to the west, when we espied a clump of tall trees which marked the spot towards which we were directing our course. Having rounded a point, we ran into a bay with a grass-covered shore; and here we were able to land without difficulty.
  • Thus accompanied by my wife, on the 15th April 1861, I sailed up the Nile from Cairo. The wind blew fair and strong from the north, and we flew towards the south against the stream, watching those mysterious waters with a firm resolve to track them to their distant fountain.
  • Once again I drew up the blind, whilst Van Helsing went towards the bed. This time she did not start as she looked on the poor face with the same awful, waxen pallor as before. She wore a look of stern sadness and infinite pity.
  • There was a curious effect caused by the spreading of the wings of the birds, and the whole island seemed to be slowly rising in the air; but at that moment the water hissed from the punt right away to where the flock was taking flight, and as the line tightened, a long filmy wave seemed to curve over towards them. By one rapid practice-learned drag, the net was snatched over and fell on to the water, while a great flock of green plovers took flight in alarm and went flapping over reed-bed and mere.
  • 'On now,' cried Roland, 'we have only one other to deal with'. Aster, with Nancy leading, made slow way through the deep snow and tangled bushes. Nancy had a quick ear and an eye of unusual sharpness, and this was well; for about three hundred yards distant, she saw the robber captain coming towards her.
  • Graham headed towards the voice, reaching out to try and find her hand. "The torch is right here," he said, pulling her palm up and guiding her to where it was. "Don't set me on fire," he said with a playful tone.
  • He stood for a moment, and, receiving no reply, bowed and walked blindly towards a door which communicated with another room. Madge called to him, 'This way,' and went out into the hall before him.
  • She handed him the faded letter, and, turning towards the window, stood with her back to him while he read. It was that letter, with its constant refrain of "I am very tired," which Linforth had written in his tent whilst his murderers crouched outside waiting for sleep to overcome him.
  • "I suppose I'll just wait..." A pregnant moment separated the old man's comments. "Have you worked here long, son?" He was working hard to achieve kindness towards Larry. The efforts were repelled with indifference.
  • This family left the Post in August and only returned the following June. His hunting grounds were just across the heights of lands going towards Hudson's Bay, from the headwaters of the Ottawa River. Game of all description was very plentiful then; so much so that, providing an Indian had a few pounds of flour and lard to get away from the vicinity of the station, his guns nets and snares kept him in abundance.
  • Going upon deck next morning, I found the wind blowing strong from the north, and the ship going through the water at a splendid pace. As much sail was on as she could carry, and she dashed along, leaving a broad track of foam in her wake. The captain is in high glee at the speed at which we are going. "A fine run down to the Line!" he says, as he walks the poop, smiling and rubbing his hands; while the middies are enthusiastic in praises of the good ship, "walking the waters like a thing of life." The spirits of all on board are raised by several degrees. We have the pleasure of feeling ourselves bounding forward, on towards the sunny south. There is no resting, but a constant pressing onward, and, as we look over the bulwarks, the waves, tipped by the foam which our ship has raised, seem to fly behind us at a prodigious speed.
  • In journeying eastward he had gone towards the sun, and the days therefore diminished for him as many times four minutes as he crossed degrees in this direction. There are three hundred and sixty degrees on the circumference of the earth; and these three hundred and sixty degrees, multiplied by four minutes, gives precisely twenty-four hours--that is, the day unconsciously gained. In other words, while Phileas Fogg, going eastward, saw the sun pass the meridian eighty times, his friends in London only saw it pass the meridian seventy-nine times. This is why they awaited him at the Reform Club on Saturday, and not Sunday, as Mr. Fogg thought.
  • It was too late to escape. Joe Blunt and Henri had already swept round and cut off their retreat. In this extremity the Indians slipped from the backs of their steeds and darted into the bushes, where they were safe from pursuit, at least on horseback, while the trappers got behind the horses and drove them towards the camp.
  • Hamilton made no further move towards replacing the lost Spirit of the Pool until he learnt that his offer had been taken very seriously, and that the coming of the great new Green One to the pool, was a subject of discussion up and down the river.
  • I became aware of an eddy of activity at the same time as Robin tugged at my sleeve and pointed. A group of guys was laying into someone; as we stared, one of them turned towards the light and we recognised Bhaltair. Tania and Emma halted, and Emma drew in her breath sharply.
  • In the mean time, Heaton mounted a horse, and kept company with the squadron as it circled the island. From time to time, he sent messages to the governor, in order to let him know the movements of the strangers. While this was going on, the men were all called in from their several occupations, and the prescribed arrangements were made for defence. As a circuit of the island required several hours, there was time for everything; and the whale-boat was fairly out of sight from even the Peak, when Heaton despatched a messenger to say that the squadron had reached the southern extremity of the island, and was standing off south-east, evidently steering towards the volcano.
  • A few steps from the door James Edward, the wild gander, came forward with dignity, slightly bowing his long, graceful black neck and narrow snaky head as he moved. Had the Boy been a stranger, he would now have met the first touch of hostility. Not all MacPhairrson's manifest favour would have prevented the uncompromising and dauntless gander from greeting the visitor with a savage hiss and uplifted wings of defiance. But towards the Boy, whom he knew well, his dark, sagacious eye expressed only tolerance, which from him was no small condescension.
  • Karl again expressed surprise that none of them had before that time observed any traces of this gigantic quadruped, that must have been their neighbour ever since the commencement of their involuntary residence in the valley. Of course this surprise was fully shared by Caspar. Ossaroo participated in it, but only to a very slight degree. The shikaree was still inclined towards indulging in his superstitious belief that the creature they had seen was not of the earth, but some apparition of Brahma or Vishnu.
  • They all had arms in their hands--while some stopped to fire at the retreating bear, others run on in the direction indicated. Some of the bullets took effect, and the bear was seen to drop on the snow. While most of them dashed forward towards the wounded bear, one of them remained by Archy.
  • Ah, I see, said the Reverend Mr Smythe approvingly, though in a very faint tone, walking off towards the poop-ladder with the lieutenant's aid, having evidently had enough of the ship's rolling. He expressed a wish to seek the seclusion of his own cabin, whereat I was not surprised, both Dick Popplethorne and myself having observed his face assume a greenish-yellowy-liver sort of look during the last few moments of "Joe's" narrative; but he kept up his courage to the last, murmuring yet more faintly as he tottered below. "Ve-wy good--ah! Ye-es, ve-wy good--ah, indeed!"
  • The conversation of the Hibernian was at all times amusing to our adventurers, and was enjoyed with more zest, doubtless, on account of the many excellent qualities which they knew him to possess, being as they knew, brave, devotedly attached to them both, and of unvarying good humour. On the present occasion, Bacon encouraged his volubility in order to divert his companion's attention from dwelling upon the danger which he but too clearly saw might await them on their passage to the city; and thus was the time beguiled, until they arrived at the top of the hill commanding the town and river, without encountering a single foe, or meeting with any adventure worth recording. As they descended towards the river, and O'Reily was just felicitating himself "that there was a clane path intirely across the stream." A sudden exclamation of surprise from Bacon, induced him to rein up his steed, in order to ascertain the cause. This however was clearly seen before the retrograde movement was completed.
  • The bivouac fires were kept up all night, as it was considered probable that the enemy, who occasionally fired from a distance, might attempt an attack upon the sleeping force. The night, however, passed quietly, but towards morning rain fell heavily, soaking the troops as they lay, and there was a general feeling of gladness when the reveille called them to their feet. Fresh fuel was thrown on to the fires, and the men tried as best they could to dry themselves. The kettles were boiled and breakfast eaten, and the cavalry recrossed the lagoon to the beach to give their horses water at the tanks there. They then rejoined the infantry. Their place was to be in the rear of the square, but two squadrons were to move in extended order as scouts a mile in front of it and on both flanks.
  • They followed the main road until the men were out of sight, and then crossing some fields, turned into the lane they had passed, which rose steadily to higher ground. After a time they found another road running straight towards the west. This was the old military road, made when the Romans built the Pict's wall, and long afterwards repaired by General Wade, who tried to move his troops across to intercept Prince Charlie's march. Foster sat down for a few minutes at the corner and looked back at the distant chimney-stacks and trails of smoke.
  • Just as his hand went towards the first object, there was a loud noise as the door to collections was opened and then closed, and two voices deep in conversation echoed throughout the large room.
  • Towards midnight a solitary figure moved slowly towards the place where the captives lay and awakened Miles, who sat up, stared, winked, and rubbed his eyes two or three times before he could bring himself to believe that his visitor was no other than the chief of the host-- Mohammed!
  • "And that," said Stan, nodding towards a table in the corner, "is Miss Striga Hermonthica. She is a parasite and a temptress, and my one true love. She always dines in here alone, and when I have the money I order her a bottle of wine and she blushes as if she had any demureness and lets me sit with hernothing more, you understand. It has been that way for seven years."
  • "Really?" Jaxon remarked turning to face the vampire. "Because it seems lately that is exactly how youve been reacting towards me. You know, Like youd rather me be a good little girl, mind my manners, stay home and out of the way unless spoken too. Well, youre out of lucky buddy. I've had one man in my life that treated me like that and after almost killing me and coming after me again, I killed him. Ill be damned if I will ever live through that again!" Jaxon declared holding her head high.
  • And at that very moment the group was swarmed by a sudden white-and-gray flock of seagulls, perhaps two dozen in all. The girls and Maggie ducked at first, terrified, but then watched in amazement as the birds landed around them, a disorienting flash of feathers and wings that quickly formed two tight semicircles about them, standing precisely and silently forward, standing as though at proud military attention. The seagull Mr. Conor had addressed as "Commander" had retaken its post on the railing directly in front of him, at the Piers very tip; the bird faced away this time, looking towards the ocean. The sea was now splashed by a blinding, glittering road of yellow light that led from the end of the Pier to the brilliant home star settling over the indistinct western horizon. Yaeko Mitsaki removed her Stradivarius and brought it to her chin, bow at the ready.
  • Before them was a line of artillery, the muzzles of the guns turned towards the spot where the mujicks were expected to assemble significant, as a cynical friend of Cousin Giles observed, of the way in which people in the parts there are governed. He may, however, have been wrong in his conjecture.
  • Saturday, 18th August, Side Branch of the Neale. Proceeded towards the gap in Hanson range, and camped near one of the large water holes. It is very cloudy.
  • "Ganymede," said I slowly, "when we return to Paris - if you do not die of fright 'twixt this and then - I'll find a place for you in the kitchens. God send you may make a better scullion than a follower!" Then, vaulting over the wall, "Attend me, some half-dozen of you," I commanded, and stepped out briskly towards the barn.
  • Whether it is a continent, said he, "that lies before us, or whether it is an island, we have at present no means of determining. If it be a continent, we must conclude that the current has an issue towards the south-east."
  • Coon drove down the main street towards his destination. There were a few people walking briskly down the street towards the bar on the corner, which seemed to be busy. Otherwise the village seemed quiet for a Thursday night.
  • Aiden drew his sword and spoke the command word to activate his magical glove, bringing the shimmering force field in to existence. He continued moving as fast as he could towards Nellise, to see if her armour had allowed her to survive that crushing blow. Her staff was still glowing, making it easy to locate her in the dusty mess they were mired in, though getting there through the shadowy half-light without tripping was challenging. Nellise was starting to pick herself up as Aiden reached her, a sizeable dent clearly visible on the lower part of her breastplate.
  • Eadie, courageous girl that she was, didnt wait. As soon as she was a little recovered she made straight for the centre of the village, looking for our child, no longer calling out, still proud and erect. I think she gave Thomas no thought at all, only Abby and her own duty. Faces peered from doorways as she walked down the centre of the street, she didnt go unnoticed, but none would acknowledge her or come out to her as she walked the length of the village. She went directly to the alehouse, towards the sound of raised voices.
  • This time the illusion, or rather the reality, surpassed anything Valentine had before experienced; she began to believe herself really alive and awake, and the belief that her reason was this time not deceived made her shudder. The pressure she felt was evidently intended to arrest her arm, and she slowly withdrew it. Then the figure, from whom she could not detach her eyes, and who appeared more protecting than menacing, took the glass, and walking towards the night-light held it up, as if to test its transparency. This did not seem sufficient; the man, or rather the ghost--for he trod so softly that no sound was heard--then poured out about a spoonful into the glass, and drank it. Valentine witnessed this scene with a sentiment of stupefaction. Every minute she had expected that it would vanish and give place to another vision; but the man, instead of dissolving like a shadow, again approached her, and said in an agitated voice, "Now you may drink."
  • Stop! cried I, laying my hand on his shoulder; "I do believe the poor beast is blind. See, it strikes against the branches as it walks along. It must be a very old one;" and I hastened towards it.
  • There was a good deal of lagging behind towards the last part of the run, a fact that Skinner pointed out triumphantly as a proof of want of condition, but after a wash and change of clothes all the party agreed that they felt better for the run.
  • Slammer was recovering and heading purposefully towards Tamar. Denny nodded towards him. ‘Can you hold him down? I only need a few seconds.'
  • The Zulus for a few seconds seemed to hesitate, but looking round at the fire, which was rapidly closing round them, the three men stepped on the side of the vessel, and jumped feet first into the sea. In an instant afterwards their heads appeared above water, as they swam rapidly towards the boats, into which they were dragged by the sailors.
  • "My lips will be here when those mines are worked out," she said. "No, no!" and she held him off as he came towards her again, insisting that if they were going they must be off at once, and that he could have no more kisses for the present. "But, of course, it is a long trip, and we will have to sit down now and then to rest," she added, shyly; at which he vowed that he was far from strong, and could not walk but a little way at a time, yet even so, he declared, the trail would be too short, even though it led to Canada.
  • I heard no more. She turned towards the window with the colonel, and all I saw was that he handed her a letter, which, having hastily broken open and thrown her eyes over, she grew at first deadly pale, then red, and while her eyes filled with tears, I heard her say, "How like him! How truly generous this is!" I listened for no more; my brain was wheeling round and my senses reeling. I turned and left the room; in another moment I was on my horse, galloping from the spot, despair, in all its blackness, in my heart, and in my broken-hearted misery, wishing for death.
  • Oh, to be sure we do, in any common country, but here it is out of the question; the fences are too large for any one, and if I am not mistaken, these gentlemen will not ride far over this. There, look yonder, where the river is rushing down the hill: that stream, widening as it advances, crosses the cover nearly midway,--well, they must clear that; and then you may see these walls of large loose stones nearly five feet in height. That is the usual course the fox takes, unless he heads towards the hills and goes towards Dangan, and then there's an end of it; for the deer-park wall is usually a pull up to every one except, perhaps, to our friend Charley yonder, who has tried his fortune against drowning more than once there.
  • Yet the quest was desperate for the reeds were tall and often I could not see more than a bow's length in front of me. Presently, however, we found a path made perchance by game coming down to drink, or by crocodiles coming up to sleep, and followed it, I with an arrow on my string and Bes with the throwing spear in his right hand and the stabbing spear in his left, half a pace ahead of me. On we crept, Bes drawing in the air through his great nostrils as a hound might do, till suddenly he stopped and sniffed towards the north.
  • My God, said Valentine, raising both her hands to heaven with a sublime expression, "I have done my utmost to remain a submissive daughter; I have begged, entreated, implored; he has regarded neither my prayers, my entreaties, nor my tears. It is done," cried she, willing away her tears, and resuming her firmness, "I am resolved not to die of remorse, but rather of shame. Live, Maximilian, and I will be yours. Say when shall it be? Speak, command, I will obey." Morrel, who had already gone some few steps away, again returned, and pale with joy extended both hands towards Valentine through the opening. "Valentine," said he, "dear Valentine, you must not speak thus--rather let me die. Why should I obtain you by violence, if our love is mutual? Is it from mere humanity you bid me live? I would then rather die."
  • "Get out of me city, ya thrice-damned overgrown carpet snake!" he bellowed, slashing back and forth with the axe of his ancestors, slicing through flesh and muscle with each cut. He could easily have moved out of the way in time, but instead, he held fast, keeping up the attack with all of his might as the wounded serpent, enraged beyond measure, descended towards him.
  • Annette and Julie cautiously followed, drawing close to the party when it rode through the bush, but keeping far in the rear when the course lay over the plain. towards the set of sun, they observed a horseman about a mile behind them, riding at high speed. They waited till the man drew near, and perceived that he was a Cree Indian.
  • While all this was going on, the carriage and horsemen drew near. They suspected what sort of gentry we were; and guessing our trade by our badge, stopped within gun-shot. They had carabines and pistols as well as ourselves. While they were preparing to give us a brisk reception, there jumped out of the coach a well- looking gentleman richly dressed. He mounted a led horse, and put himself at the head of his party. Though they were but four against nine, for the coachman kept his seat on the box, they advanced towards us with a confidence calculated to redouble my terror. Yet I did not forget, though trembling in every joint, to hold myself in readiness for a shot: but, to give a candid relation of the affair, I blinked and looked the other way in letting off my piece; so that from the harmlessness of my fire, I was sure not to have murder to answer for in another world.
  • I found the country almost entirely depopulated. Not very long before Mosilikatze the Lion, Chaka's General had swept across it in his progress towards what is now Matabeleland. His footsteps were evident enough. Time upon time I trekked up to what had evidently been the sites of Kaffir kraals. Now the kraals were ashes and piles of tumbled stones, and strewn about among the rank grass were the bones of hundreds of men, women, and children, all of whom had kissed the Zulu assegai. I remember that in one of these desolate places I found the skull of a child in which a ground-lark had built its nest. It was the twittering of the young birds inside that first called my attention to it. Shortly after this we met with our second great adventure, a much more serious and tragic one than the first.
  • I'd been wrong. The floors were a gorgeous marble which somehow drew the eyes to the nearest golden-white wall, and up the elaborate gilded trim towards vaulted ceilings. It was like walking into a palace, complete with painted, spun-sugar clouds, and burgundy drapes made out of rich velvet.
  • Nervous nods answered him. He strode towards the drummer, who abandoned his crude instruments and dived into the retreating crowd. No member of the horde would come within five feet of Bane; they knew him too well. He kicked the drums, sending them bouncing into the throng with a flat boom.
  • To see if our journals were correctly kept, says Pigafetta, "we inquired on shore what day of the week it was. They replied that it was Thursday, which surprised us, because according to our journals it was as yet only Wednesday. We could not be persuaded that we had made the mistake of a day; I was more astonished myself than the others were, because having always been sufficiently well to keep my journal, I had uninterruptedly marked the days of the week, and the course of the months. We learnt afterwards, that there was no error in our calculation, for having always travelled towards the west, following the course of the sun, and having returned to the same point, we must have gained twenty-four hours upon those who had remained stationary; one has only need of reflection to be convinced of this fact."
  • Three dragons flew low across the roofs, spitting venom as they went. Eikinskialdi, at the head of the airborne squadron, pointed grimly towards them. They dived, splitting the air with their wings.
  • "Okay." Dave reached into his pocket and pulled out the necklace. The smaller man made a move towards it, and Dave jerked his hand away.
  • Being near enough to the dangerous coast, we hove-to, and watched them as they fearlessly made their way to shore on the summits of a succession of rollers which burst in fearful breakers on the beach. With our glasses we could see hundreds of dingy figures like black ants, hurrying down to meet them, and to assist in hauling up their canoes. As I cast my eye along the coast I could see many a bay and headland bordered with a rim of glittering white sand, fringed by an unbroken line of sparkling surf. Now we could make out the mud walls and thatched roofs of the native villages, scattered here and there along the shore, mostly nestling amid groves of graceful cocoa-nut trees, while further inland appeared, at distant intervals, that giant monarch of the tropical forest, the silk cotton tree, stretching its mighty limbs upwards towards the sky, and far and wide around. Such was my first view of the African coast.
  • He called loudly to the last of the boys, who was just disappearing through the door-way, to come and help him. At the call the boy turned his face towards them. It was that of Bill Tooley, and it bore a grin of malicious triumph.
  • Meanwhile the bo'sun signalled to the Jamaica ships to send a boat, and the men in the waist broke their ranks and went noisily flocking to line the bulwarks and view the great stately vessels that were racing down towards them.
  • "You'll have to kill us first, you smug bastard," he roared, drawing his greatsword awkwardly with his one good arm. The gentleman smiled and made a gesture with his free hand, and the hounds were released. Barking ferociously, they ran straight towards Colt and the other two lying prone on the ground, kicking up dirt as they ran.
  • I was practising my song for the cultural events when raj walked into the auditorium.My friends were all dancing at the other end of the room.He looked at me,got his backpack and before leaving the room he took a step towards me and said with his deep masculine voice "You have a beautiful voice."
  • She hesitated, glancing at an open door close by, and then moved towards it as if she expected him to follow her. Foster did so and found himself in a small drawing-room, where she sat down on a sofa and waited for him to speak. Instead he stood opposite, pondering. The girl was pretty and fashionably dressed, but he had ground for thinking some of her friends or relatives were dangerous criminals. It did not, however, follow that she took part in their plots, and although she obviously knew something about what was going on, he did not believe she knew it was connected with the tragedy at Gardner's Crossing. He admitted that he was perhaps giving way to romantic sentiment, but he was sorry for the girl and thought her Daly's victim. The fellow was handsome and must have charm, since he had been able to influence Carmen, who was strong-willed and clever.
  • The moment hed been striving towards was here, the moment in which the destiny of Earth would hang in the balance. Dramatically, the first rays of the sun, beamed up from the eastern horizon. As Paul watched, he could see them spreading out, through the morning mist, fan-shaped, brightening the sky. And then suddenly, the first tiny sliver of the rising sun rose red between the hills and the crowd erupted in raucous whoops and shouts.
  • "Flank it, Pace," Aiden instructed his friend. "Take its right side, I'll take the left, and keep moving!" Pacian didn't reply, instead acting quickly to get out of the line-of-sight of the beasts acid stream, in case another jet came towards them. Aiden moved just as quickly as his blond friend, slashing the armoured flank of the Borer as he ran past to get its attention.
  • The buffaloes had started up and gone off at full canter towards the timber, passing within less than fifty paces of the spot where Willem stood. He allowed them to escape unmolested. A creature more deserving of his attention was rapidly approaching from the other side.
  • Ill do everything I can for her,’ he solemnly declared, and without waiting for Louisas answer, he quickened his pace towards Frances.
  • Trudging on some miles further, we came upon a part of the river which had not been frozen over until after the snow fell. Here, the ice being clear, we put on our skates, and glided merrily along towards the spot where we understood the lumberers were at work.
  • When he pulled away, Sara saw her mom scamper around the corner towards the dark wooden doors that led into the chapel. Her father gave her nose a gentle pinch just before he pulled her veil over her face. He took her arm, lacing it between his and his body, giving her hand a gentle pat. Slowly he led her from the room.
  • Suddenly; from around the next bend, coming towards us, theres a large party of armed men. How did we not hear them! There must be twenty or more, some with armour, some with swords, and some with bill hooks. Weve taken them as much by surprise as they us.
  • Nevertheless, towards the end of January it became obvious that it would be necessary to procure some more grain from somewhere. In these days Napoleon rarely appeared in public, but spent all his time in the farmhouse, which was guarded at each door by fierce-looking dogs. When he did emerge, it was in a ceremonial manner, with an escort of six dogs who closely surrounded him and growled if anyone came too near. Frequently he did not even appear on Sunday mornings, but issued his orders through one of the other pigs, usually Squealer.
  • Alec came back towards us with an air of resignation. Mallory tenderly accepted the letter he produced from a pocket somewhere, and then waited while Alec knelt in front of her.
  • Another minute passed, when suddenly something round fell with a soft but heavy thud upon the stone flooring of the veranda, and came bounding and rolling along past me. For a moment I did not rise, but sat wondering what it could be. Finally, I concluded it must have been an animal. Just then, however, another idea struck me, and I got up quick enough. The thing lay quite still a few feet beyond me. I put down my hand towards it and it did not move: clearly it was not an animal. My hand touched it. It was soft and warm and heavy. Hurriedly I lifted it and held it up against the faint starlight.
  • I did. Madame de Saint-Meran had three successive attacks, at intervals of some minutes, each one more serious than the former. When you arrived, Madame de Saint-Meran had already been panting for breath some minutes; she then had a fit, which I took to be simply a nervous attack, and it was only when I saw her raise herself in the bed, and her limbs and neck appear stiffened, that I became really alarmed. Then I understood from your countenance there was more to fear than I had thought. This crisis past, I endeavored to catch your eye, but could not. You held her hand--you were feeling her pulse--and the second fit came on before you had turned towards me. This was more terrible than the first; the same nervous movements were repeated, and the mouth contracted and turned purple.
  • "The creator, Yavale, and the goddess of love and fertility, Lornya. Idimus robbed the world of them as well. Only he was to be worshipped, no one else. He's destroyed statues, buried temples, and burned their legends from the history books." Graham turned his eyes towards Lanyan, "The elves, however, still maintain her as perhaps the greatest deity." Jeralyle turned his gaze eagerly towards the Elf.
  • After we had examined this quarry we climbed the slope of the hill till we came to the mouth of the ancient mines which were situated in a gorge. I believe them to have been silver mines. The gorge was long and narrow, and the moment we entered it there rose from every side a sound of groaning and barking that was almost enough to deafen us. I knew what it was at once: the whole place was filled with baboons, which clambered down the rocks towards us from every direction, and in a manner that struck me as being unnaturally fearless. Stella turned a little pale and clung to my arm.
  • The fleet of kayaks converged towards the fish like a flock of locusts. Despite his utmost efforts, Leo could not do more than keep up in rear of the hunters, for the sharp shuttle like kayaks shot like arrows over the smooth sea, while his clumsier boat required greater force to propel it.
  • This point, however, was at last cleared up by Omar himself, who, just as it was growing dusk halted, and, turning towards me, shouted in English:
  • It was one of the things she loved about humans. Their careless ignorant way of life that revolves around the feelings they have towards each other. It is why she fell in love with living in Cardiff once she had eventually dared to venture out and why she was determined to go back to that life instead of trying to resume her existence as a Daughter on Gallifrey.
  • After some years, when Ganel was fully grown into a dragon and Dysa was the comeliest of all dywiverns, a time was allotted for their wedding. And as the time grew nearer their love grew ever stronger, and it was their fondest wish to establish their nest together and to bring forth a family. In the days before the ceremony Ganel began the task of building his nest, and he used for it the strong sinews of the sacred tree planted for him at his naming by the dywiverns, and he lined it with the feathers given to him by the egyrn, and ornamented it with the coral of the maldocil, and he built it in a glade north of Pengartel on the flight towards Abeen.
  • The hour had drawn close upon dawn. A cold air breathed down the valley and was chill to them in that lofty eyrie. The moon, dipping towards the rim of the world, was poised, a globe of dull silver, upon the ridge of a far, dark hill. As they watched it dropped out of sight and everything was suddenly very bleak and black.
  • Looking round to see if there were no bridge or ferry, he caught sight of the grey church tower which he had observed from afar while sailing. It was quite a mile from the city, and isolated outside the walls. It stood on the slope of the hill, over whose summit the tower was visible. He wandered up towards it, as there were usually people in or about the churches, which were always open day and night. If no one else, the porter in the lodge at the church door would be there, for he or his representative never left it, being always on the watch lest some thief should attempt to enter the treasury, or steal the sacred vessels.
  • Tony waited to hear no more. His eyes glanced upon an axe lying near. Springing towards this he seized it, and before a restraining hand could be laid upon him he bounded towards the Gorge, sprang down the bank and leaped upon the logs.
  • It was getting towards mid day, when the sun was shining with full power, and the opinion was strong on deck that if the gunboat people intended to make another attack they would defer it till the day was not quite so hot.
  • Ben pulled out his tiny LED torch and ran past the wedding chapel towards the beach. He flicked on the brilliant white light. He saw Brenda immediately. She was sprawled, face down across the boardwalk at its junction with the sand. His heart pounded. She was unconscious as he lifted and turned her gently and cradled her in his arms. She was bleeding profusely from an open wound on her head. Blood dripped through her blond hair and over her face. Ben pushed the palm of his right hand over the wound to stop the blood flow.
  • Lib stayed close as we soared through the blackness of space and sped towards earth that grew in size, overwhelming us with its majestic grandeur. By the way, we had yet to encounter another planet anything like our earth.
  • When it happened it happened fast. Hurtling along at top speed, Ambrosius' foot got caught on a tree root and he was sent sprawling to the ground. He got to his feet, but before he could move something struck him from behind, taking his legs from under him. Everything went very slowly. He struggled with his arms, but something entangled them. He kicked with his feet but they were similarly ensnared. He felt himself being pulled towards the yellow beast. Blackness swallowed Ambrosius and, cowardly as he was, he fainted.
  • Just as Max rounded the corner, she grabbed the man by the collar. 'Deal with this guy.' She pushed him towards Max as the others skidded to a halt.
  • When the first moment of surprise had passed, our adventurers turned towards each other with glances that spoke something more than disappointment. Notwithstanding the number of times that the kite had failed to fix itself, still it had once taken a fast hold, and it was but reasonable to suppose it would have done so again. Besides, there were other places where the precipice was as low, and even lower, than where they had made the trials; and at some of these they might have been more successful. Indeed, there was every probability that, had they not lost that kite, they would have been able in due time to have climbed out of their rock-bound prison by a ladder of rope; but now all chance of doing so was gone for ever--swept off by a single puff of wind.
  • Trevor wanted to follow Mathius but Erling grabbed him by the shirt and led him towards the opposite exittowards Lightskeep. "Come on now. Don't want Mathius' sacrifice to be in vain, would you?"
  • Mr. Whethers looked more than a little confused after reading James' note, but he simply added James' name to his roll, and then absently waved the two of us towards seats. I would've enjoyed English if not for the wildfire buzz created by my little scene with Alec outside of Biology. Mr. Whethers repeatedly asked various clumps of giggling and or staring girls to be quiet, but his efforts were largely wasted.
  • "We'll have to see what this man does. I'll let you know as soon as possible," Ignacio told them. When he pulled his head out from the canvas cover, Ignacio saw Holder nod towards a small stand of trees beside the road ahead. Waiting until the wagon was beside the trees, Holder pulled hard on the reins to take the wagon off the edge of the highway. The waybeasts honked their displeasure at this abrupt demand on them, but in their hearts they really had no objection to stopping and so they quieted quickly. Tying the reins and setting the brake, Holder climbed down and moved to inspect the hoof of one of the beasts. He didn't look back, just sideways as Ignacio had done. The rider behind pulled his horse to a stop.
  • When I arrived at headquarters, I was dreadfully fatigued and heated; but resolving not to rest till I had delivered my despatches, I hastened towards the convent of La Sierra, where I was told the commander-in-chief was.
  • His eyes snapped open. The warpclown was lumbering towards him, its maw wide, its cry terrifying. He smiled. It had not taken as much time as it seemed. In his hand, where there had once been broken detritus, there was now a silf, writhing angrily in his grasp. It was silver, and so very slight; yet it coiled, shedding sparks, with a vitality that utterly belied its appearance. Clearly, the thing was on the verge of its transformation. Just a second more, perhaps, and it would be primed.
  • If within thirty-six hours there was no appearance of either friends or enemies, Macora promised that he would continue the march towards his country.
  • Packard didn't take no notice of that, but hung up his lantern on a nail and started towards where I was there in the dark, and motioned Bill to come. I crawfished as fast as I could about two yards, but the boat slanted so that I couldn't make very good time; so to keep from getting run over and catched I crawled into a stateroom on the upper side. The man came a-pawing along in the dark, and when Packard got to my stateroom, he says:
  • After three hours' sleep we were again on deck. Aden by daylight seemed to be several sections of a town tucked into pockets in bold, raw, lava mountains that came down fairly to the water's edge. Between these pockets ran a narrow shore road; and along the road paced haughty camels hitched to diminutive carts. On contracted round bluffs towards the sea were various low bungalow buildings which, we were informed, comprised the military and civil officers' quarters. The real Aden has been built inland a short distance at the bottom of a cup in the mountains. Elaborate stone reservoirs have been constructed to catch rain water, as there is no other natural water supply whatever. The only difficulty is that it practically never rains; so the reservoirs stand empty, the water is distilled from the sea, and the haughty camels and the little carts do the distributing.
  • Shortly after, Jim could hear the flocks being driven out of the town; and looking through a small opening in the wall of the pen, he could see some of the Arabs going out towards the barley fields.
  • Partly by the right that they have been the first to try to make discoveries in those seas; secondly because one of these countries is the strongest, at the present time; and thirdly, because they have been confirmed in their claim by the pope, who is the chief priest of the religion that is held in common among all white people. To the Spaniards was assigned that vast space of water lying towards the setting sun.
  • Frances instinctively looked towards the doctor, hoping that he would choose her as an acknowledging gesture of their new friendship, but to her dismay, she found him singling out Agnes. Frances glared at them as they crossed the lawn and took up their positions on the other side of the court. She then caught sight of her aunt and cousin Charlotte, who were happily ensconced in their wicker chairs some distance away. For a fleeting moment Frances wished she was with them.
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