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  • At last it came--so much of it as ever penetrated this darksome den-- and Nanea, becoming aware that she was hungry, descended from the tree to search for food. All day long she searched, finding nothing, till towards sunset she remembered that on the outskirts of the forest there was a flat rock where it was the custom of those who had been in any way afflicted, or who considered themselves or their belongings to be bewitched, to place propitiatory offerings of food wherewith the Esemkofu and Amalhosi were supposed to satisfy their spiritual cravings. Urged by the pinch of starvation, to this spot Nanea journeyed rapidly, and found to her joy that some neighbouring kraal had evidently been in recent trouble, for the Rock of Offering was laden with cobs of corn, gourds of milk, porridge and even meat. Helping herself to as much as she could carry, she returned to her lair, where she drank of the milk and cooked meat and mealies at the fire. Then she crept back into the tree, and slept.
  • Is that the Prince? he exclaimed. He saw a man, young to be sure, but older than Shere Ali, and surely taller too. He looked more closely. That small carefully trimmed black beard might give the look of age, the long robe add to his height. Yes, it was Shere Ali. Linforth walked along the balcony, and as he approached, Shere Ali turned quickly towards him. The blood rushed into his dark face; he stood staring at Linforth like a man transfixed.
  • The young hunters, and Pouchskin too, were about getting ready to fire upon him; when, to their surprise, they saw the tigrero, who was mounted on a prancing little horse, spur out in front of them, and gallop towards the bear.
  • The ridge on which they stood rose several hundred feet above the level of the plain beyond, and commanded a view of unknown extent towards the far west.
  • Valaira moved from Estophicles to Carsis, draping a hand over his shoulder. "I want the both of you to talk. Get to know each other. The first step towards our goal is going to be the hardest, but with Grahamas out of the way the rest will come easier. I need to know how to do that... and you are going to help me. Between the two of you, something will be discovered."
  • Gladys pushed herself forward, just as Max's hand brushed her shoulder, and she sped towards the far end of the corridor.
  • "Actually..." he trailed off. It was hard to tell... was he blushing? He cleared his throat. "I actually got a Christmas present for you. I mean, different from those. One just for you. Um. Here, you'll probably need this," he said, fumbling through his pockets. He took out two long, thick leather gloves and handed one to me. He put his on, and I followed suit, confused. Once I had mine on he whistled a slow, low whistle, then steadily raised the note until it was almost beyond the range of human hearing. He was looking up, and I tried looking where he was. Nothing happened for almost a full minute, then suddenly a ball of fire burst into existence about forty feet above the cemetery. It glided down towards us, and I kept looking back and forth between it and Jack. He made no move, so I assumed that's what he was expecting, but I was still ready to make a run for it if we were actually in danger.
  • Yes, sahib, I have, briskly replied the shikaree, at the same time drawing a roll of hempen twist out of the breast of his cotton shirt, and holding it out towards the young hunter.
  • The brief sojourn in this delightful land had brought back all the roses to Natasha's lovely cheeks, and had completely restored both her and the Princess to the perfect health that they had lost during their short but terrible experience of Russian convict life; but towards the end of the month they both began to get restless and anxious to get away to the rendezvous with the steamer that was bringing their friends and comrades out from England.
  • I had not the word of the night, it is true--but I trusted to good fortune for that, and passed boldly out of the fortress, bearing the flag of truce as before; I had scarcely passed on a couple of hundred yards, when lo! a party of Indian horsemen, armed like him I had just overcome, trotted towards me. One was leading a noble white charger, and no sooner did he see me than, dismounting from his own horse, and giving the rein to a companion, he advanced to meet me with the charger; a second fellow likewise dismounted and followed the first: one held the bridle of the horse, while the other (with a multitude of salaams, aleikums, and other genuflexions) held the jewelled stirrup, and kneeling, waited until I should mount.
  • Ben whisked Brenda across the boardwalk towards the northern section of the resort and the growing crowd was lost as palm gardens closed behind them. He led her down a manicured jungle path which became increasingly dark as the resort lights distanced. Suddenly the path ahead was bathed in brilliant white light. The light penetrated far ahead but also lit the swaying palm branches overhead and to each side of the jungle and the ground almost at their feet. Brenda froze and clung to Ben.
  • Towards morning the man on duty in one of the towers, saw through the gloom a horseman coming at full speed towards the fort.
  • The same low, peculiar sound again, making Bracy start into a wild fit of excitement. Then there was a quick running as of many feet towards the central spot, followed by clink, clink, clink the striking of steel on stone, and then a momentary silence, followed by a peculiar rumbling and a burst of voices.
  • The wagon, with its great white tilt, appeared to be the main attraction to our strange visitors; and, after eyeing it a moment with looks of wonder, they again moved several paces forward, and stopped as before. A third time they advanced towards it, and again made halt."
  • The Agent withdrew his hand from Pauls neck. Without physically moving, the Agents seemed to be closing in on Paul, the intensity of their presence pressing him physically deeper into the cushions. Both deadpan faces were turned towards him, their focus as intense as a laser burning into the depths of Pauls mind.
  • Dantes approached the upper rock, which now, without any support, leaned towards the sea. The intrepid treasure-seeker walked round it, and, selecting the spot from whence it appeared most susceptible to attack, placed his lever in one of the crevices, and strained every nerve to move the mass. The rock, already shaken by the explosion, tottered on its base. Dantes redoubled his efforts; he seemed like one of the ancient Titans, who uprooted the mountains to hurl against the father of the gods. The rock yielded, rolled over, bounded from point to point, and finally disappeared in the ocean.
  • For fifteen days after that event the enemy across the water made no sign, although from the coast of Kent round about Deal and Dover could be seen fleets of transports and war-vessels hurrying along the French coast, and on clear days a thousand telescopes turned towards the French shore made visible the ominous clusters of moving black spots above the land, which betokened the presence of the terrible machines which had wrought such havoc on the towns and fortresses of Europe.
  • Gildoy made a feeble effort to put forth a hand towards Mr. Blood. "Sir," he said, "you leave me in your debt. If I live I shall study how to discharge it."
  • "The guest smiled, too. He rose and came towards me. I observed that he was of middle height, perhaps even shorter, buttoned tightly into a blue frock coat, and that his eye had a far-off, dreamy look.
  • Three o'clock came: the sun was at this time making his appearance in the heavens, and with it came the guards, who were appointed to conduct me to the torture. I woke, rose, was carried out, and was set on the very white donkey on which Loll Mahommed was conducted through the camp after he was bastinadoed. Bobbachy Bahawder rode behind me, restored to his rank and state; troops of cavalry hemmed us in on all sides; my ass was conducted by the common executioner: a crier went forward, shouting out, "Make way for the destroyer of the faithful--he goes to bear the punishment of his crimes." We came to the fatal plain: it was the very spot whence I had borne away the elephant, and in full sight of the fort. I looked towards it. Thank Heaven! King George's banner waved on it still--a crowd were gathered on the walls--the men, the dastards who had deserted me--and women, too. Among the latter I thought I distinguished ONE who--O gods! the thought turned me sick--I trembled and looked pale for the first time.
  • Phaugh! ejaculated the master's mate, with a gesture of disgust, as he turned towards the binnacle to take the course the ship was steering, so as to lay it off on his chart and estimate the distance run and our probable position by dead reckoning. "A beastly pun like that is enough a make a fellow sick!"
  • It was a hospitality somewhat reluctantly offered; and, under other circumstances, the offer might not have been made. But the times were troublous, the brigands were "abroad," and people could not well act with churlishness towards their professed protectors.
  • We had been for some time beating about, when once more we heard the dogs giving tongue; and after making our way through the forest, and reaching the borders of an open glade, we caught sight of a herd of eight or ten deer scampering along at full speed, with the pack of dogs at their heels. We all of us fired, but although two or three shots took effect none of the deer stopped. We saw them directing their course towards the lake; but they ran faster than we did, and did not allow us an opportunity of firing. We managed, however, to keep them in view, and saw that they did not turn either to the right hand or to the left, so that we felt sure of overtaking them when they reached the shore of the lake.
  • Holli leapt clear and back towards the hole. She watched the dead creature for long moments before checking her own wounds. Her waist and arms were cut, but all wounds appeared merely superficial.
  • Police cars stopped by the house, making an ear-splitting siren noise. As soon as the cars stopped, the team, under the leadership of Sam, left the cars and ran towards the house.
  • "Then blind them with the dust of illusions--as you can. To-morrow, also, saying nothing of their sex, send a messenger to the Mountain and tell the Hesea that two old strangers have arrived--mark you, /old/--but that they are very sick, that their limbs were broken in the river, and that when they have healed again, I will send them to ask the question of her Oracle--that is, some three moons hence. Perchance she may believe you, and be content to wait; or if she does not, at least no more words. I must sleep or my brain will burst. Give me that medicine which brings dreamless rest, for never did I need it more, who also feel eyes upon me," and she glanced towards the door.
  • The bard turned to run back towards the throne, hoping to put some space between themself and the two statues, but the imp that had fled up the wall dropped down in front of them, stopping them dead in their tracks as it stretched up, opening its mouth and hissing at them.
  • It was simple, sheik. Had I fought him in his own fashion he would, I have no doubt, have killed me. But my method was as new to him as his would have been to me. Will you draw your dagger and advance at me as if going to strike? Now, if I have my knife in my right hand also, you know what to do; you would try to grasp my wrist with your left hand. I should try to grasp yours in the same way. We should struggle, but with your superior strength you would soon wrench your right hand free, and strike me down. Now, you see, I take my closed knife in my left hand, pointing it straight towards you, with my left foot forward; that is the position in which we stand when we use our fists. You, like that Maltese, are puzzled, and stand, as he did, for a moment indecisive; that would have been fatal to you. As, you see, I leap forward, changing my advanced foot as I do so, catch your wrist, and pull your arm with a sudden jerk towards me, and at the same moment strike you under the arm with my left hand.
  • Swanhild, Atli's wife, sat in beauty in her bower on Straumey Isle and looked with wide eyes towards the sea. It was midnight. None stirred in Atli's hall, but still Swanhild looked out towards the sea.
  • We had seen nothing of Jimmy for three days, and though I suspected him of being close at hand, and coming to our camp at night stealthily in search of food, it really began to appear as if he had left us for good, when an adventure towards evening showed us who was correct in his surmise.
  • Rob and the others started laughing as they lifted a dazed Cammie to her feet. She didn't fight back. Briefly they took their eyes of Sam, not noticing her slow movements towards her bag. Sam knew they had one chance to get out of this, just one. If she didn't take it, there wouldn't be another opportunity. Sam found what she was looking for and slowly slipped it into her hand, palming it out of sight. She steadied her breath.
  • I don't want anything from you, Allynne Markworth, she said, angrily stamping her foot; "and I don't wish to see you again. You've been the curse of my life! But all's not over yet between us!" she muttered, significantly, as she turned on her heel and walked back towards the house.
  • My memories from that day in the meadow seemed like a lifetime ago. In reality it had been three years. After analyzing my fears from that night, I realized how pointless they were. Only one stinking vampire had been killed. Demetri had left with the rest of the Volturi, and he had no idea who I was. Such vain imaginings just pushed my legs faster and harder towards nowhere in particular.
  • Her heart gave a wild throb of half-incredulous delight. She made a small movement of one hand towards him, and quite suddenly she found it grasped in his. He bent to her with a laugh in his eyes.
  • The voice uttering these words was the voice of Therese and I looked at her from a bed draped heavily in brown silk curtains fantastically looped up from ceiling to floor. The glow of a sunshiny day was toned down by closed jalousies to a mere transparency of darkness. In this thin medium Therese's form appeared flat, without detail, as if cut out of black paper. It glided towards the window and with a click and a scrape let in the full flood of light which smote my aching eyeballs painfully.
  • They head towards the south end of the bar, back near the computer pulpit. David says to Mike, "You still drink scotch?"
  • "Once on the open ocean, with a fair breeze, I care not how many of those savages come round us," cried the captain, as he guided the ship towards the passage in the reef.
  • That cry made Marguerite shudder: her thoughts flew back to the episodes of this night and to Chauvelin, the dark bird of prey with his mysterious death dealing plans, his subtle intrigues which all tended towards the destruction of one man: his enemy, the husband whom Marguerite loved.
  • 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.
  • "We had now reached the foot of the mountain, and halting near the entrance of the ravine, we loosed Pompo from his cart, and rested ourselves on the banks of the little stream. After a while we commenced ascending up into the defile in search of the pinons. As we advanced, Mary pointed out the trees which she had noticed on a former occasion. They appeared of a light green colour, much lighter than others that grew near them. We made towards one which stood apart, and was most accessible to us. This we hoped might prove to be the bread-pine tree; and we approached it with feelings of anxiety and expectation.
  • Runnion drove his Peterborough towards the shore with powerful strokes, and ran its nose up on the gravel, rose, stretched himself, and dragged it farther out, then looked down at Necia.
  • They looked at each other, then Ivery. Cassius turned to the captain and raised his eyebrows. With a sigh, Ivery straightened his shoulders and marched towards the practice yard with twenty-six men behind him.
  • But the redskin had the start, and ran straight towards the picketed horse, still carrying the lad, who was half stifled by the thick cloak, and practically helpless, owing to the tightness with which the bond was twined.
  • Listen to me, Franz, said Albert; "I am glad that the occasion has presented itself for saying this to you, for I have noticed how cold you are in your bearing towards the count, while he, on the other hand, has always been courtesy itself to us. Have you anything particular against him?"
  • He drew her gently to him; and leaned down over her face. Father Jupe turned towards the door. I did the same. " Good-bye, Delicia," he said, very quietly.
  • Steve donned his gauntlets as Sarah helped him into the harness. Reaching back to verify the norhstaf was snugly in place, he kissed Sarah one more time. Feeling fairly armed, he took off, running as hard as he could towards all the commotion.
  • "Would you believe it, Mr. Bingham," he said, "in this miserably paid parish I have nearly a hundred pounds owing to me, a hundred pounds in tithe. There is old Jones who lives out towards the Bell Rock, he owes three years' tithe--thirty-four pounds eleven and fourpence. He can pay and he won't pay--says he's a Baptist and is not going to pay parson's dues--though for the matter of that he is nothing but an old beer tub of a heathen."
  • It was so dark now that they seemed to be gliding along right in the shadow, while more out towards the middle of what was evidently a broad river--the stream widening above the mouth--it was comparatively light, sufficiently so for them to see any object afloat.
  • Six days after Tikas arrival in the cave, Kija led her children to the outer entrance. Tika walked beside Farn who seemed bigger each day. The sound of heavy wings warned Tika and she shrank back against Farn as a huge green shape surged towards the caves ledge. She felt Farn protesting and Kijas sudden burst of anger. Then the green shape was gone. Eyes blinking in the light of sunset after the caves shadows, Tika gasped. Dragons! So many of them! Draped on crags, lounging at ease on tumbled boulders.
  • Quite early in the day, land appeared ahead, and Marble began to predict that our rope was nearly run out. We were coming to the bottom of a deep bay. Captain Williams thought differently; and when he discovered a narrow passage between two promontories, he triumphantly predicted our near approach to the Cape. He had seen some such shape to the mountains inland, in doubling the Horn, and the hill-tops looked like old acquaintances. Unfortunately we could not see the sun at meridian, and got no observation. For several hours we ran south-westerly, in a passage of no great width, when we came to a sudden bend in our course, which led us away to the north-west. Here we still had the tide with us, and we then all felt certain that we had reached a point where the ebb must flow in a direction contrary to that in which we had found it, in the other parts of the passage. It followed, that we were now halfway through to the ocean, though the course we were steering predicted a sinuous channel. We were certainly not going now towards Cape Horn.
  • What do I think? said Albert, evidently surprised at such a question from his companion; "I think he is a delightful fellow, who does the honors of his table admirably; who has travelled much, read much, is, like Brutus, of the Stoic school, and moreover," added he, sending a volume of smoke up towards the ceiling, "that he has excellent cigars." Such was Albert's opinion of the count, and as Franz well knew that Albert professed never to form an opinion except upon long reflection, he made no attempt to change it. "But," said he, "did you observe one very singular thing?"
  • That day, Bane made Mirra walk beside the dragon, and her legs burnt with the effort. She often had to trot, and exhaustion took its toll. When, at midday, she fell and could not rise, Bane ordered Mord to carry her. The troll was immensely strong, and Mirra a small burden. His pungent smell was unpleasant, and the coarse hair on his arms and chest prickled her skin, but her leaden legs blessed him. In this fashion, they travelled on towards the sea.
  • "Seth, what are you doing here? Are you following me?" Jaxon accused as she started towards him. "This is getting ridiculous! Can you say 'stalker?' I mean just because I work for you does not mean you have the right to..."
  • In his minds eye, Paul saw Elodie disappearing through the loft hatch. Instantly the Agents tilted their heads towards the ceiling. Paul felt spooked, was he seeing things? Was he making this up? Did they know what he was thinking?
  • Instantly, Lad was athrill with the spirit of the game. In one scurrying backward jump, he was off the veranda and on the lawn, tail vibrating, eyes dancing; satchel held tantalizingly towards its would be possessor.
  • Chanter pondered the information. A stroke of luck, it seemed, had fallen across his path. Spreading his wings, he flew towards the distant palace in the heart of the city. King Garsh's citadel rose above humbler buildings, fluted marble pillars supporting its high domed roof. Manicured gardens surrounded it, and mighty pillared buildings flanked them. A sprawl of servants' quarters and stables bordered these.
  • A dim lamp (of Pompeiian form) hanging on a long chain left the hall practically dark. Dominic, advancing towards me from a distant corner, was but a little more opaque shadow than the others. He had expected me on board every moment till about three o'clock, but as I didn't turn up and gave no sign of life in any other way he started on his hunt. He sought news of me from the garcons at the various cafes, from the cochers de fiacre in front of the Exchange, from the tobacconist lady at the counter of the fashionable Debit de Tabac, from the old man who sold papers outside the cercle, and from the flower-girl at the door of the fashionable restaurant where I had my table. That young woman, whose business name was Irma, had come on duty about mid-day. She said to Dominic: "I think I've seen all his friends this morning but I haven't seen him for a week. What has become of him?"
  • Oh, then, by all means, said the captain, turning towards Mr. Blake, and addressing himself to him,--"by all means; and Miss Dashwood, I'm sure, would like to see the hounds throw off."
  • However, undeterred by these deadly book omens, four cloaked figures made their way through the thick forest, each starting from a different area but heading towards the same location. The rustling of leaves being walked on made the only sound that filled the land. The four figures met up in the very heart of the forest. Wordlessly, they surrounded a large tree stump, its cut so smooth that the tree it once was could not have fallen by normal means. They stretched out their arms to both sides; their right palm facing up and their left facing down, becoming the tree. Magically, their hands hovered near the school's Main Gates and they blasted the lock with their wands.
  • The wail of despair which burst from some of them at sight of these, was, however, changed into an exclamation of joy when four of the band ran hastily towards them, and were recognised to be Haldor, Erling, Ulf, and Glumm!
  • "There is some awful work going on down there," said Arnold, as they headed away towards the south, where, from behind the Surrey hills, soon came the sound of some tremendous conflict. "For the present we must leave them to fight it out. They don't seem to have had such easy work of it to the south as we have had to the north; but I didn't expect they would, for they have probably detached a very much larger force of French and Italians to attack the Army of the South than the Russian lot we had to deal with."
  • Sick nausea, rising faintly yet heavily on the senses, swimming upward, as it were, along with a half-drowned rebeginning of life and the cognizance of things; deep loathing, and eyes like new-cast musket-balls for heat and weight; a frowsy air; a mouth like burned leather lined with vile odours. Forget it all in a mere instinct of distaste. Sink down with the sick wave. Swim down the sick wave in floating circles. Sway here and swing there at the bottom of the whirlpool, and up again towards the light which heaves slowly on the eye as it used to do at the upward turn after a dive, when the sunlight shone through the yellow water of the lock. Then on a sudden--daylight; and then, like a bursting shell on the brain, the truth.
  • What shall I do--what shall I do? went on Umbezi, brushing the perspiration off his brow with one hand, while he wrung the other in his agitation. "There stands a friend of mine"--he pointed to the infuriated Masapo--"who wishes me to kill another friend of mine," and he jerked his thumb towards the kraal gate. "If I refuse I offend one friend, and if I consent I bring blood upon my hands which will call for blood, since, although Saduko is poor, without doubt he has those who love him."
  • Each and every eye within the forestfrom Ristalln to Lornyawatched until he was no longer visible. All except Grahamas, who had turned his narrow gaze towards Carsis, as a dreadful thought entered his head, caused by Valaira's earlier panic.
  • Let us leave the banker driving his horses at their fullest speed, and follow Madame Danglars in her morning excursion. We have said that at half-past twelve o'clock Madame Danglars had ordered her horses, and had left home in the carriage. She directed her course towards the Faubourg Saint Germain, went down the Rue Mazarine, and stopped at the Passage du Pont-Neuf. She descended, and went through the passage. She was very plainly dressed, as would be the case with a woman of taste walking in the morning. At the Rue Guenegaud she called a cab, and directed the driver to go to the Rue de Harlay. As soon as she was seated in the vehicle, she drew from her pocket a very thick black veil, which she tied on to her straw bonnet. She then replaced the bonnet, and saw with pleasure, in a little pocket-mirror, that her white complexion and brilliant eyes were alone visible. The cab crossed the Pont-Neuf and entered the Rue de Harlay by the Place Dauphine; the driver was paid as the door opened, and stepping lightly up the stairs Madame Danglars soon reached the Salle des Pas-Perdus.
  • As they neared a small space between two buildings, Calista spotted an armed man, wearing the soldiers traditional tunic. Intent as Hadrian was on finding the inn, he did not perceive the soldier marching down the street, straight towards them. Thinking quickly, Calista yanked Hadrian into the dark crevice, covering his mouth as the man passed by. She peeked out and once he had vanished, she led them out again.
  • Scarcely believing our good fortune, we all bounded towards these. In a moment I had mounted. Eve seized my hand, put her foot on my toe, and, with a light spring, seated herself behind me. Big Otter, vaulting on Salamander's steed, swung Eve's mother up behind him.
  • Running towards them at top speed and throwing off his clothes as he ran came Sam. In his teeth was the long knife he had made so laboriously and spent so many hours to sharpen.
  • Peter scrambled over the guard and fumbled through the bloody pockets. Finding the keys, Peter hurriedly unlocked himself free from the shackles. He grabbed the fallen guards sword and rushed to his friends help. There were dozens of guards pushing their way through the crowd towards the old friends.
  • "What!" Despite his rage, Jeremy managed to feel resentment towards Eds estimation of his character. "How so? I gave you a place to stay, I went out and bought food all the time, I-"
  • But, in spite of all his encouraging words, Dick grew gradually weaker and weaker; until, towards midnight, his breathing became so very faint that Bob could hardly feel it, though kneeling down close beside him and with his face touching that of poor Dick.
  • But Perkins' attitude towards him did not after all cause Cameron much concern. There was another and more annoying cause of embarrassment, and that was Mandy. Tim's words kept reiterating themselves in his brain, "You've changed Mandy all right." Over this declaration of Tim's, Cameron proceeded to argue with himself. He sat bolt upright that he might face himself on the matter.
  • The door of the plane opened, and the pilot got onto a pontoon with a paddle. he said nothing, just paddled the plane towards the canoe. When there was only a little distance separating them, the pilot leaped into the water, and began struggling to the shore, waist-deep and stirring up mud. He staggered onto the shore behind Tony, breathing heavily, and disappeared into the same cedars Connie had gone into.
  • Graham did his best to keep up as they continued on, making their way towards the mountain he'd retrieved Hope from. "So much for sleep…" he thought to himself as nearly twenty minutes had passed and still nothing. The further they traveled, the more his curiosity piqued. Whatever possible scenarios Grahamas had concoctedperhaps that Rhimaldez was desperate to return to Kaldus in a timely mannerhad been purged from his head. They were traveling in the opposite direction, which created the obvious question: Where were they going?
  • He did not sit erect in the saddle, but held himself bent down, until his breast almost touched the withers of the quagga. This he did to deceive the elands, who would otherwise have recognised him as an enemy. In such a fashion they could not make out what kind of creature was coming towards them; but stood for a long while gazing at Hendrik and his quagga with feelings of curiosity, and of course some little alarm.
  • It's all fish that comes to my net, Charlie, said the little man, skipping towards his friend, and accepting the herring with a grateful but exaggerated bow.
  • Chloe, with a certain throb of conscience, attended to the house, of which a great deal more became visible as they reached the bend. The private road ran on towards it, but both the trespassers lingered.
  • Tabitha looked towards the dining room. "I hope so. It sounds as if mom had a strange day, too. Listen to her going on in there."
  • The ladies frantically searched the sky for Billy, only to hear the echoes of blasting far above them. Sunshine, however, had circled around and skimmed the Grand Canal to shake off her pursuers. Or to keep them focused on her rather than the sky above them. The ladies dived and Sunshine banked towards them at the perfect moment for them to pounce on the enemy without them knowing it. Sunshine executed an upward U-turn and popped the two Mongols closest to her before a blast from a third sent her spiraling out of control into the water. Princess, seething in a killing frenzy, finally found her killer instinct.
  • Sure enough, another shrill sound cut through the roars of battle. He saw a bright blue light in front of one of the Thrahks as it walked towards the Medorans. The beam of light came from its chest and absolutely annihilated everything in its path. The beast seemed thrilled with the outcome, and clicked its claws together rapidly in excitement. Other Thrahks answered with clicks of their own.
  • 'Frisco Kid shook his head. "I can't say what French Pete 'll do. He 's been fooled on the iron, and fooled on the oysters, and he 's that disgusted he 's liable to do 'most anything desperate. I would n't be surprised to see him go off with Nelson towards Redwood City, where that big thing is that I was tellin' you about. It 's somewhere over there."
  • Varley now began by letting the learner smell a piece of meat which he eagerly sought to devour, but was prevented, to his immense disgust. Then the mitten was thrown as heretofore, and Crusoe made a few steps towards it, but being in no mood for play he turned back.
  • Mr. Conor glanced upwardand without fanfare the seagulls dispersed faithfully, just as they had last Saturday night. The girls and Maggie gawked with disbelief. Mr. Conor focused on one of the dispersing seagulls, one that circled out over the water, south to north, and was now curving back towards shoretowards them. It bore down on them at high speed
  • As the hermit thus put an abrupt end to the conversation he lay down and drew his blanket over him. Nigel followed his example, wondering at what he had heard, and in a few minutes their steady regular breathing told that they were both asleep. Then Baderoon advanced and counted the bamboo planks from the side towards the centre of the house. When looking between the heads of the people he had counted the same planks above. Standing under one he looked up, listened intently for a few seconds, and drew his kriss. The place was almost pitch dark, yet the blade caught a faint gleam from without, which it reflected on the pirate's face as he thrust the long keen weapon swiftly, yet deliberately, between the bamboos.
  • But all was still; and at last, satisfied that it was time to move, Vince whispered "Now," and began to edge himself along to the right-- that is, towards the forward part of the boat.
  • Fly! repeated the Indian boy, and he bounded swiftly out of the bluff, joining Stephens, his companion and Julie, who all four now led off across the dark prairie towards the horses.
  • Many scores of men have, I fear, perished in the attempt to enter this fearful place, carried on by their desire of gain. For it can scarcely be disputed that untold treasures lie hidden therein, but guarded by terrors greater than fiery serpents. These have usually made their endeavours to enter in severe and continued frost, or in the height of a drought. Frost diminishes the power of the vapour, and the marshes can then, too, be partially traversed, for there is no channel for a boat. But the moment anything be moved, whether it be a bush, or a willow, even a flag, if the ice be broken, the pestilence rises yet stronger. Besides which, there are portions which never freeze, and which may be approached unawares, or a turn of the wind may drift the gas towards the explorer.
  • Tika had eased free of Farn who still slept, and crept to the slender crack in the rock face. It was hard to believe that yesterday, somehow, Farn had flown through such a narrow place. She peered cautiously out, looking first back the way theyd travelled, then towards their destination.
  • The monstrous thunderclap that accompanied the explosion stunned him, then he fell. Three traps. Air rushed past him, sucking the breath from his lungs, slashing his eyes with icy knives. He plucked at its cushioning force, which grew stronger as he fell faster and faster towards the earth. The brown and gold ground rushed up at him, and he shouted a word of power.
  • I was thoroughly enjoying my walk when a familiar sweet smell started to burn the insides of my nostrils. I had not encountered this scent for such a long time that its potency surprised me. Fear gripped my body as I realized that I could no longer defend myself in the event of an attack. I was as vulnerable as a normal human. Although the smart move would have been to hurry back to my hotel room, my curiosity seemed to be in charge of my decision-making ability that night. I turned left down a dark alley, walking closer and closer towards the scent. Turning right would have taken me to the safety of my hotel room.
  • 'An invalid in the house?' he remarked. 'How inconvenient for you!' He laid his hand for a moment on the soldier's arm. 'I sadly fear you're going to make a fool of yourself. And it will be such a pity.' He turned towards the stairs. 'Don't bother, please; I can find my own way out.'
  • She danced well. She is tallish, and often tall girls try to lead. She didn't. We had just begun a waltz when another party was announced. Something made me look towards the door just as Bhaltair came through it. He was talking to someone, so was slightly turned away, but I saw his gloriously black eye. I pulled Emma closer to me. She looked a little startled, but when I spun her around and she saw him she grinned at me.
  • The Marshall spread his arms wide and moved his hands to indicate the entire town. "All of this. You were far too comfortable and ineffective living with those Indians. Your role, believe it or not, is one of chaos, disorder, and destruction. I was to bring you here and, with a few well-placed rumors, your reputation preceded you. Especially after the business with the soldiers and the spurs, only the foolish waited for you to show up. Liberty is dead, and you killed it. The townsfolk lay dead around you, the survivors struggling towards some other hospice. Most of them wont make it in this weather. The women and children will collapse, the beasts will falter, and men will expel their last breaths."
  • Alfonso was noticeably excited as he leaned forward and continued his lesson in a whispering tone, "Let me start at the beginning. Back in 1862, the government agreed on funding a 30 year loan for $50 million, if someone would build a railroad that linked the railroads in the east, to the west coast. They decided it would go faster if they hired two different companies and start them on opposite ends, having them work towards the middle. They would divide up the money depending how easy the land was to build on. They paid $16,000/mile for flat land, $32,000/mile for hilly land and a whopping $48,000/mile to lay track through the mountains." He stopped and added, "Their mile here is just over one and a half of our kilometers."
  • Sir Richard agreed to wait. Within the time mentioned Giles was relieved, and, entering a cab with his friends, drove towards Whitechapel. They had to pass near our policeman's lodgings on the way.
  • A moment after that thought had occurred to me, my eye caught something new. A fifth boat arrived and my family ran towards us up the beach. Mom, Dad, Carlisle, Jasper, Esme, Emmett and Rosalie were all here. The Volturi all took a step back, surprised to see their numbers dwarfed.
  • Doubly desolate it looked in the rays of that bright October moon. Skulking in the shadow of the wall which had so long baffled me, I looked across a sharp border of shade upon a chaos, the more striking for its lingering trim design. The long, straight paths were barnacled with weeds; the dense, fine hedges, once prim and angular, had fattened out of all shape or form; and on the velvet sward of other days you might have waded waist high in rotten hay. towards the garden end this rank jungle merged into a worse wilderness of rhododendrons, the tallest I have ever seen. On all this the white moon smiled, and the grim house glowered, to the eternal swirl and rattle of the beck beyond its walls.
  • We fired at the same moment and the advance was checked, the savages gathering together in a hesitating fashion, when crash, crash, another mass of rock which had been set at liberty far up the hillside came bounding down, gathering impetus and setting at liberty an avalanche of great stones, from which the savages now turned and fled for their lives, leaving the valley free to a single black figure, which came climbing down from far up the steep slope, waddy in hand; and on reaching the level advanced towards us in the fast darkening eve, looking coolly to right and left to see if any enemy was left, but without a single arrow being discharged.
  • They turned and walked back towards the house. Dick did not speak. Violet was afraid. She walked by his side, stealing every now and then a look at his set face. It was dark; she could see little but the profile. But she imagined it very stern, and she was afraid. She regretted now that she had spoken. She felt now that she could not lose him.
  • Poor thing! poor thing! murmured the doctor, as he turned away his head and walked towards the window to conceal his emotion. "Bless my soul! It's a sad pity--a sad pity! But it is better as it is."
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