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  • We'll do nothing of the sort, replied the other quietly and firmly. Then, with an anxiety in his face which he could not altogether conceal, he walked his horse over to the prostrate Kafir. But the latter suddenly staggered to his feet. His left shoulder was streaming with blood, and the concussion of the close discharge had stunned him. Even his would-be slayer looked somewhat relieved over this turn which affairs had taken, and for this he had to thank the plunging of his horse, for it is difficult to shoot straight, even point blank, with a restive steed beneath one, let alone the additional handicap of being in a white rage at the time.
  • We also kick-started a series of bgp 45s that kept djs and would-be djs the world over very happy.
  • As she waits, she erects her own dreams, artifices of imagination these, of beaches and bungalows, of quiet lagoons and would-be lovers. Such dreams were also unsanctioned, but they had a way of happening nonetheless.
  • Before I had a chance to dig in this morning, an e-mail alert on my computer demanded my attention. I opened it and sighed. It was a message from the National Abortion Rights Council. As a decade-long member, I agreed wholeheartedly with the groups goals, but its intensity could be tiring. NARC was organizing an immediate response to the bombing plot, mobilizing its members to begin marching at noon from the White House to Capitol Hill. The demonstrators would demand a thorough investigation and try to shame the president into condemning the would-be terrorists.
  • The next few moments were pandemonium as grooms ran up to help the guests from their horses and servants set up trestle tables and put out food and drink. Hugh and his male guests, Aymer, the viscount of Limoges and his two half-brothers, William, the would-be count of Angoulme and Aymer the younger, stood in a small circle laughing as they spoke, which told Haworth they were no longer discussing the transgressions of the prince. The wives of the two Aymers sat close to each other and blathered away. The dogs barked because they smelled food and were hungry, not having been fed that morning to make them keener for the hunt and the beaters and woodsmen stood in their own version of their lordscircle, presumably discussing much the same subject as Hugh and his companions, Haworth thought, as the amount of laughter coming from them was comparable. Haworths head ached.
  • "Good worts?—good cabbage!" says the knight. He turns to the teacher, who had been with his uncle when they confronted the would-be poachers. "Slender, I broke your headwhat matter have you against me?" he demands
  • Nevertheless, the mansion was the place to go. Resolutely he climbed out of the pit (for the three of them had still been standing thigh-deep in their would-be graves) and pulled his two mates out with him. The pit looked deeper from this angle than it had felt inside: out in the light, he could only see a gaping chasm of pitch darkness out of which were clambering two human forms. Their feet slipped and slid on the wet mud wall as they pulled themselves up with their captains help.
  • As the elevator passes the halfway point between the fourth and fifth floor, the motor suddenly quits and the emergency brakes clamp the cage to a shuddering halt. The guys are caught off balance and one falls to the coarse wooden floor. A dazzling array of halogen flood lamps bursts from the landing above. The would-be killers are now blinded and trapped in the cage between the floors.
  • Sam told me a story about this one girl that he had the hots for and she couldnt keep her hands off him, either. It was like being in high school again, as the two would-be lovers searched high and low for a location to consummate their unbridled lust. The gazebo was rocking, the cabin was taken, the utility shed was occupied, and even the TV room was full of people, well, watching TV.
  • The latter, in the face of this new move, determined to watch a few minutes longer before revealing himself, and kept his eyes on the crouching figure with the greatest interest. Was the man going to prove friend or foe, rescuer or would-be assassin? Scarcely the latter, the Englishman thought, for there seemed something strangely familiar in the man's movements and in his whole appearance; and Frobisher experienced the sensation of having met, or seen, this man somewhere before, though under what circumstances he could not for the life of him recall. He was something of the same build as Ling; but Ling, he knew, was dead, for he had seen the man's body. Then, again, he might pass at a distance for Quen-lung, the interpreter; but from what Frobisher had already seen of that person, he did not for a moment believe that Quen-lung was at all the kind of man to risk his skin on a midnight excursion to a pirate stronghold.
  • Nervously eyeing each other, the would-be captors watched helplessly as their victim held up his right hand, still ignited. A large fiery orb appeared. Using the light from his chaser, he observed his attackers. All had swords, but none were drawn. They had instead opted to fit arrows to their bows. And, all three bows simultaneously snapped as they burned to ash. While the startled men looked to one another to figure out what they should do next, Steves gaze dropped to the closest mans scabbard, with his sword still in it. It only took a few seconds before it was glowing solid red. The man howled in pain, scrambling frantically to get the red-hot weapon off his belt. The other two men went through the same ordeal, all howling in pain as their swords literally melted in their scabbards.
  • Dominated by "the many baby boomers who delayed retirement during the recession," prospective downsizers exceed would-be "upsizers" by nearly 3 to 1, says Louise Keely, chief research officer at the Demand Institute.
  • HIS GRACE OF ANDOVER made a sign to the footmen, and with a sinking heart Diana watched them leave the room, discreetly closing the door behind them. She affected to eat a peach, skinning it with fingers that were stiff and wooden. Tracy leaned back in his chair, surveying her through half-shut eyelids. He watched her eat her peach and rise to her feet standing with her hand on the back of the high, carved chair. She addressed him nervously and with would-be lightness.
  • "All right," sang out Bert, and the three hurriedly skirted the bog in the direction which its unfortunate victim had indicated. Sure enough, in a few minutes they reached a spot where the reeds thinned out considerably, and they could see the stranger. He was almost up to his shoulders in the soft, sticky mud, but when he caught sight of his would-be rescuers, he waved a hand to them feebly.
  • Shadow did not finish the story he had started to tell. Unbeknown to him, Roger had come up behind, and was now on his hands and knees in the water. Luke gave the would-be story-teller a quick shove; and over went Shadow backwards, to land in the shallow water with a resounding splash.
  • He becomes so focused on the glut of foes in front of him that he does not think for a moment to guard his back. One undead slowly slinks up, preparing to stab Alastor. Alastor swings wide, cutting down five undead. It is then that he comes face to face with his would-be assassin. The suddenness of the undead being so close makes Alastor pause long enough that the undead can think to strike.
  • Shaking off my presentiments of evil, I entered the centre hut. Mr. Carson was resting on the sofa, and by him knelt Stella holding his hand, and her head resting on his breast. I saw at once that she had been telling him of what had come about between us; nor was I sorry, for it is a task that a would-be son-in-law is generally glad to do by deputy.
  • He went on to play the charmless would-be tycoon paul robinson in neighbors.
  • Alerick ordered his own men to advance steadily to the base of the hill they held. Caution dictated that Alerick should use his archers to wear down Telamons forces instead of sending his mean charging into whatever trap the would-be king had planned. The professional soldiers, with their tall, broad shields, helmets, and chainmail shirts whould advance first. The peasants with their axes, hayforks, and other crude weapons would advance behind and thus be there to reinforce the soldiers without being slaughtered by Telamons archers.
  • Diocesan missioner who sent his would-be evangelists into a betting shop, to put some money on a horse.
  • Catching sight of him the moment he emerged, the buck stood for some moments eyeing him with sheer curiosity. Was this a harmless passer-by, or a would-be trespasser on his new domain of cabbages? On second glance, he decided that it looked like the noisy figure which had waved defiance from the top of the fence. Realizing this, a red gleam came into the buck's eye. He wheeled, stamped, and shook his antlers in challenge.
  • I found afterwards that my would-be sceptical companion had his troubles too. But of these I knew nothing yet. One night, for a wonder, I was sleeping soundly, when I was roused by a step on the lobby outside my room, followed by the loud clang of what turned out to be a large brass candlestick, flung with all his force by poor Tom Ludlow over the banisters, and rattling with a rebound down the second flight of stairs; and almost concurrently with this, Tom burst open my door, and bounced into my room backwards, in a state of extraordinary agitation.
  • The story: in a far distant future, a would-be master race seeks to dominate the galaxy.
  • Mike's assassins are lined up along one side of the elevator. Lance has his men strip search the would-be killers who are quickly reduced to their shoes and shorts. While it hasn't been decided where to dump them, he figures where ever they end up, it will be more embarrassing to Pete and Joe when they're discovered. When finished, Lance hits the ground floor button and the would-be killers and their captors descend.
  • The next day, in the afternoon, I saw him on the quay, and approached him. It was plain that he would have preferred to avoid me. It was impossible that Captain Len Guy, who knew every dweller in the place, should not have known that I was a stranger, even supposing that neither of my would-be patrons had mentioned me to him.
  • Lizzard finished, and then Snee rose to begin dismantling him. Although Groot had engaged Snee initially for his reputation in the guidance and litigation of the matters of business, he was pleasantly surprised to find him rising to the demands of the present occasion, displaying the full armamentarium of the prototypical barrister: the sly innuendo, the dramatic punctuation, the delicate control of "spin," casting the available facts to provide the best reflection on Groot while gracefully weaving through them the odd supposition or outright conclusion he wished for the audience to appreciate. He had reached the story of Groots visit from the would-be torturers and their reluctant revelation of the warrant signed by Dooglas when a commotion began in the anteroom. A door slammed, heavy footsteps were heard, a gabble of voices rose. Snee broke off as the members craned their necks to try to glimpse what was going on. "Order in the cloakroom!" the Speaker was shouting as he bashed away with the Mallet.
  • In spite of his best resolve to leave it, the idea resurfaced throughout the day and each time he pushed it away. Maybe he could disrupt the brothersplan by breaking their chain of action. If, for instance, he could yell at the very moment of their taking the girl, maybe he could scare the would-be kidnappers off. Or perhaps startle the horses and make them gallop at the crucial time, upsetting the timing. The more he thought of the idea, the more it appealed to him. In his thinking, such interference seemed possible. But he would have to know more: where the teacher lived, and what route the coach would take. He was excited by these thoughts and before he truly realized it, hed already committed himself to some sort of rescue attempt. That they had time off until the boat was fixed conspired to make it possible.
  • Of course; and that is why he contrived the series of accidents, so that the death might appear to be due to misadventure. And that is why I, on my side, wishing to bring things to a head, asked you to tell him of Mlle. Darcieux's impending departure. From that moment, it was no longer enough for the would-be sick man to wander about the grounds and the passages, in the dark, and execute some leisurely thought-out plan. No, he had to act, to act at once, without preparation, violently, dagger in hand. I had no doubt that he would decide to do it. And he did.
  • Her mysterious witchery disguises the real lady audley, a bigamist and would-be murderess.
  • Roger was, as ever, well in the front rank of the combatants, and was carrying himself right manfully, when he saw one of his countrymen slip and fall in a pool of blood, losing his sword as he fell. A burly black-bearded ruffian, whom he had been engaging, instantly set his foot on the prostrate body, and shortened his hanger to thrust him through; but Roger, who was engaged with another pirate, nimbly evaded the blow aimed at him, and, with one spring, like a young leopard, was on the would-be slayer, and, taking him before he could turn, passed his sword through the pirate's body with such force that it penetrated to the hilt, while both rescuer and corpse went rolling to the deck together. Roger disencumbered himself from the dead body, and, setting his foot upon it, pulled violently at his sword to get it free again.
  • The platoon itself was a virtual collage of humanity. There were Blacks, Whites, Indians, Chicanos, a German and a Canadian, a former pimp from Washington, D.C., an aspiring boxer from Miami, a farmer from Iowa and a would-be hoodlum from Chicago. It was, in short, such a diverse assortment of contrasting cultures and life styles as could only be assembled in an American Army.
  • Disconnected thoughts together, in steps a would-be president of britain.
  • In a one smooth motion, Tus slapped the blade from Kel's hands, wrapped his hand around the traitor's face, and thrust his head into the rickety wall of the shack. The would-be informant crumpled dizzily to the ground and caught one final glimpse of the massive Undermine soldier before being brought to a mercifully swift end with his own sword.
  • "I understand that she is the Major's would-be sister-in-law who arrived from England a few days ago. She is staying at the Government Guest House."
  • It was but natural she should take a most affectionate farewell of him, however, even though believing he would be in no especial danger, and a glimpse of the tears which his mother could not restrain caused an uncomfortable swelling in the would-be soldier's throat.
  • The man swallowed the contents of his glass, and set it down with a bang on the table as he fixed his eyes on Tap's face, and from the succeeding observations Tap realized that his sympathy and would-be friendly overture had been as gall in the mouth of his companion, who, unused to anything save the rugged bluntness of a wild, free life, took the mealy-mouthed sentence as a slight on his intelligence. The storm was averted by Tap inviting him to "have another," and, with delicate humility, taking the burly man's glass up to the bar in order to have it replenished--and also charged against the score of the burly man. Then he discreetly moved away, and mingled with other groups, always reaching one as the order was being given, and moving on to another before the time came for the "shout" to get round to his turn, until he had learned conclusively that every one of the men had a fair-sized bag of gold somewhere in his possession, and felt satisfied that he had imbibed as much as he could conveniently carry at their expense.
  • Risky to attempt to help would-be teachers develop a vocation for their profession.
  • In a storybook, Ambrosius would have reluctantly developed a heart-warming affection for this little creature, they would have gone on exciting adventures together and then, just in his moment of direst peril, the little crab-type-thing would have saved our hero's life. Unfortunately for the crab-type-thing, real life differed somewhat. Ambrosius approached the thing with a friendly look on its face, at which it tweedled affectionately, then with a deft movement he flipped it on its back and left it helplessly flailing its many legs in the air. Ambrosius walked on and forgot about his would-be companion. It is a sad fact that shortly afterwards a giant pig-like creature came along and pitilessly ate up the crab-type-thing in several cruel crunches. Such is life.
  • Esmerelda dug in a heel, stopped and turned to face her would-be executioner. She smiled a snakes smile. "Then youre no longer useful to me."
  • The room was in total darkness. The atom of gas that still remained alight did not illuminate a distance of three inches round the burner. I desperately drew my arm across my eyes, as if to shut out even the darkness and tried to think of nothing. It was in vain. The confounded themes touched on by Hammond in the garden kept obtruding themselves on my brain. I battled against them. I erected ramparts of would-be blankness of intellect to keep them out. They still crowded upon me. While I was lying still as a corpse, hoping that by a perfect physical inaction I should hasten mental repose, an awful incident occurred. A Something dropped, as it seemed, from the ceiling, plumb upon my chest, and the next instant I felt two bony hands encircling my throat, endeavoring to choke me.
  • Frank was wise enough to understand that it is always desirable to approach a drowning person from the rear, so that a grip may be taken before the would-be rescuer's presence is discovered. Once let those frenzied fingers clutch hold of him, and the chances of a double tragedy would be good.
  • At that point, Rick Perry went no further. His flirtation with the would-be independence movement was over. He wrote his screed against the federal government, Fed Up!, and turned away from any further association with militias, secessionists, and other traitors. The sole remaining sign of this dance with treasonous ideas and people is his continuing belief, against all evidence, in the urban legend that Texas has a supposed legal right to secede, unique among the states.
  • Elryia had used that time, now that Lanyan and Gort were among them, to discuss her overall plan. When she had finished with Lanyan, he seemed enthused and even honored that she had chosen him above all others to train the would-be riders, yet before she even focused on Gort, the Dwarf seemed disappointed.
  • It was nowhere in sight. Dance's head had evidently proved sufficiently clear to enable him to sail the craft well enough to keep out of the would-be captor's reach, unless she were somewhere in sight forward and the American captain was in pursuit.
  • With a yell of pain and rage the man sprang back and stood waving the stump towards the people and staring at it wildly. In the confusion that followed I saw the victim slip from the hands of her astonished would-be murderers and run into the darkness, where she vanished. Also I saw the witch-doctor spring up, still holding the tray on which the cat was sitting, and heard him begin to shout a perfect torrent of furious abuse at Leo, who in reply waved his sword and cursed him roundly in English and many other languages.
  • The would-be peacemaker is distraught. "Ay me, most wretched, to have my heart parted betwixt two friends who do afflict each other!"
  • At a distance they could not calculate they saw Tom Dillon and the rascal he was after, and also the flying horses. They were all bounding along a rocky trail, the would-be horse thief well in advance. Suddenly they saw this individual make a turn and disappear around some rocks. The free horses kept on, with the old miner after them.
  • That settled, they set up a testing area for would-be recruits. A crowd gathered to watch, and men and boys trickled forth to show their prowess.
  • The would-be bride concursand so she bursts into tears. "Would Katherina had never seen him, though!" The lady gathers up the hem of her white-satin wedding gown and hurries into the house, followed by Bianca and their attendants.
  • Across the street, a club security guard hops out and opens the back doors of the van. Suddenly, from the loading dock the would-be killers are pushed unceremoniously out and into the back of David's windowless white van. Its rear doors are slammed shut, and bolted. Several of Lance's men get in the van and it speeds off. One of the security guards stays behind and returns to the elevator room. He slides the door back in place and re-bolts it then unbolts the door to the club. Carefully he checks there is no other evidence remaining of what has recently happened.
  • The would-be bride concursand so she bursts into tears. "Would Katherina had never seen him, though!" The lady gathers up the hem of her white-satin wedding gown and hurries into the house, followed by Bianca and their attendants.
  • I want you to move up first, but move swiftly, Holli requested. She then turned to the giant cliff behemoth. "If you will Dzeb, I would like you to follow the delver. You are the least vulnerable of us. The delver's speed and your size might catch any would-be attacker off guard, if indeed such an ambush awaits. I would guess it is simply Shayed's presence that Lauren senses, but I wish to take no chances."
  • Getting to know your server so how does a would-be hacker get information about your server?
  • Elated by the capture and identification of the would-be train-robbers, the officers made much of Bob, praising him for remaining to listen until he had heard the dastardly plot, and commenting on the good fortune which had placed him just where the tramps were.
  • There was another habitue of the same lodging, named Stoker, whose temperament was the very opposite to that of little Zook. He was a huge, burly dock labourer; an ex-prize-fighter and a disturber of the peace wherever he went. Between Stoker and Zook there was nothing in common save their poverty, and the former had taken a strong dislike to the latter, presumably on the ground of Zook's superiority in everything except bulk of frame. Charlie had come into slight collision with Stoker on Zook's account more than once, and had tried to make peace between them, but Stoker was essentially a bully; he would listen to no advice, and had more than once told the would-be peacemaker to mind his own business.
  • Supper was later on taken in hand. There was no lack of recruits when it came to doing the cooking; in fact, Elmer found that he had six enthusiastic would-be chefs to choose from, even Landy expressing a willingness to serve, as he had to hover near the blaze more or less anyway, and might as well be busy.
  • Of course, galloway is not a would-be labor dictator along the crude, hamfisted and crazy lines of arthur scargill.
  • Our caravan, consisting of the three vehicles belonging to the would-be picketers, Preacher Roy's truck containing the two of us, county patrol cars fore and aft, headed to the county seat fifteen miles to the west. Once there, we all would under go more questioning relating to exactly what happened.
  • Though he didn't need stealth to approach the market, Chase kept himself hidden and watched what everyone around was doing. When he saw the vegetable vendor, he settled in for a good look. The vendor was a young man who seemed to be looking everywhere at once. He stood right behind the display of red peppers, ready to fend off a would-be thief.
  • "Consider this: In his celebratedPlowshare PapersLoxfinger never said anything that some of our would-be peacemakers havent been saying for yearswith negative results, of course. Why then were the Arab leaders suddenly positive? Because ... theyre in on the whole devilish plot! Ill swear to heaven a tiny clique of Arab bigshots knows exactly who Lazarus Loxfinger is. Thats why they pretended to swallow his proposals."
  • Scheherazade, he said, "isn't it funny? I ask you, did you ever hear of a would-be murderess and her escaped victim being on such cordial terms? Did you?"
  • nto a wide corridor of the castle, Othello and Desdemona emerge with their attendants after the sumptuous supper held to celebrate the would-be invadersdestructionand with further ceremonies in honor of the general and his new bride.
  • Dominated by "the many baby boomers who delayed retirement during the recession," prospective downsizers exceed would-be "upsizers" by nearly 3 to 1, says Louise Keely, chief research officer at the Demand Institute.
  • Although occasionally brave villains are found, as a rule ill-doers are cowards; and the would-be mutineers on board the Lion were no exception to the rule. The captain and his lieutenant noted those who on that awful night showed most fear, and they proved to be the very men Marston had mentioned. Even the boatswain, who was generally a bold fellow, evidently shrank from the performance of any duty of especial danger, and while the captain went aloft to cut away the topmast was not one of those who had volunteered to accompany him, though under ordinary circumstances it would have been his duty to perform the work.
  • By: michael holland the use of feng shui in the home is the source of some debate for many would-be home decorators.
  • The coming of the police cleared the little crowd of would-be rioters away in no time. There were only three or four of the Bobbies, but they were plenty. A smiling sergeant came up to Franklin.
  • I was getting irritated at being jerked around and being called "girl", but figured in this moment discretion was the better part of valor. Williams, as my would-be rescuer answered to, smiled coldly. "You've forgotten to guard your back, Hart. One would think you would have learned such a lesson over two hundred years ago."
  • Questions are asked of the senior officer, basking in attention not usually afforded to those working patrol on a rural stretch of prairie interstate. The cameramen film the restrained underwear clad would-be killers, one with ominous blood stains on his briefs, surrounded by posing cops with menacing assault rifles. Finally, the show ends and the pervs are stuffed in the back of two of the patrol cars which speed away to a waiting jail cell.
  • I hope you got that in writing, he responded, "because most of the guys I played with back when you were still around are in jail, have run off to South America with their eighteen year old secretaries and their client's trust fund, or are dead. So now what are you gonna do, smart guy? There ain't nothing left around here anymore except a bunch of greedy young estate planners, alimony lawyers, and would-be politicians. Why you couldn't get one of those pampered little pricks to wager on a round of golf if you gave them twenty strokes and tickets to see two naked Democrat politicians mud wrestle a pig."
  • "Really?" A wave of relief loosened some of the anxiety that had been constricting him. He pushed ahead of Jerry and climbed. When he passed over the crown, there below them, just as Jerry said, sprawled the clearing of the would-be second subdivision. A slash through the treetops marked the lay of Connecticut Hill Road.
  • "Pray you, walk near," Flavius tells the agents, motioning for them to go into the house for a noon meal. "Ill speak with you anon." The would-be collectors move inside briskly.
  • Cautionary tale of a young would-be wizard who tries casting spells.
  • Rommus jumped and shook his head at himself for not being alert enough to fend off some would-be attacker. He looked to his right where the voice had come from, and his breath caught in his throat. Beside him stood a woman of such stunning beauty that he was unable to remember even his name. He hoped she wasn't in a hurry to ask what it was.
  • In spite of my carefulness in this regard, Sapnabhairavi became pregnant. I learned this in late December. This threw my whole world into a spin. I was resigned to accepting death. I could probably live in shame after my failure with regard to Bose. But I could not in any way accept bringing shame to my parents, and to my fiancenot to speak of my mentor the PM. I could see news headlines on how Sir Henry Scottson and would-be royal bridegroom fathered a half-breed in India out of wedlock, with an ashram-living Hindu holy woman. I lost my head completely, and turned to the Devil for help.
  • Dyke's tactics, the result of experience, were of quite another kind. He turned his cob's head, and went off like the wind at right angles to the course the ostrich was taking, and the effect was instantaneous. There was all the open veldt, or plain, spreading out for hundreds of miles before the bird, and it had only to dart off and leave the swiftest horse far behind. But its would-be cunning nature suggested to it that its enemy had laid a deep scheme to cut it off, and instead of going straight away, it turned on the instant to spin along in the same direction as that taken by the boy, and get right across him.
  • But with weddings becoming larger, costlier, and more complex, many would-be newlyweds are turning to professional wedding consultants for help.
  • His heart went out to them. A pirate is not supposed to be emotional, but when it comes to the fate of ones crew it is hard not to be. Yet now his main concern was to find his would-be assassin, the leader of the ninjas, and kill him first.
  • Then he took pains to show them just how it was possible to break the frenzied grip of a drowning person, that has so many times drawn a would-be rescuer down to a watery grave. Whether the grasp was upon the wrists, the neck, or around the body from the back, there was a simple method of shaking off the terrified one in order to clutch him unawares.
  • He'll not answer you--so avast spouting, and let's have another turn at dancing! exclaimed Hearty, interrupting the would-be actor, and dragging him, to the side of Mrs Skyscraper, who did not refuse his request to dance another quadrille.
  • They involve the people who provide the wherewithal for most would-be athletes who want to take up sport.
  • I'm about tired of this, he managed to drawl out in a would-be casual tone, and then he suddenly collapsed in a limp heap in Nealie's arms.
  • Fine! was the comment of the pilot, as he jumped to the ground, and bent over to detach some part of the machinery without which the motor, as Andy always said, "would not move worth a cent." This he often took with him, just as a chauffeur might the spark plug of an automobile, rendering it helpless unless the would-be thief were prepared to supply the deficiency off-hand, which was a remote possibility that never worried Frank.
  • "You have done well to come to me at once," said the captain. "Speak to no one of what you have heard, and appear even to your messmates as if all were going on right. To-morrow morning I will communicate with the admiral, and we will soon have these would-be mutineers in limbo. Have you no idea who were the speakers?"
  • I set about to do just that. I became the future kings shadow, protecting the boy from any harm that came his way, from scorpions to snakes. We slept in the same chamber and I even thwarted an attempt on the boys life as an assassin entered the chamber in the dead of the night, only to face my claws of fury. The would-be assassin exited the chamber using the window, about a fifty-foot drop, because he could no longer see. The stop at the end was much more merciful than I was. It was my mission and I was bound and determined that this boy lived a long time.
  • "So I get rid of goblins and what takes their place? Thieves," Ryson grumbled, as he moved at a light jogging pace toward the last place he saw Lief Woodson. As he moved through one narrow street, he could not help but sense a trio of would-be bandits laying in wait for a wayward traveler. With his disgust surrounding the circumstances of this abandoned town still fresh in his mind, he decided to see if he could set them straight in the error of their ways.
  • This is a short one, pleaded the would-be story-teller. "A man was giving a celebration one Fourth of July to a lot of children. He had ordered a lot of firecrackers, but they didn't come. So he sent a telegram to the wholesale house in the city. 'Send big and little crackers as ordered at once.' About an hour afterwards he got a return telegram which said, 'Our grocery department is closed to-day. Your order for crackers will be filled to-morrow.'"
  • Button-down collars and leather caps are all would-be beatles or embryo donovans.
  • A small skirmish broke out as one child tried to snatch a shiny trinket from a cart laden with rings and necklaces. Unfortunately for the would-be thief, the owner of the tiny shop, having years of experience with street rats, had been watching this particular little monster since he had started eyeing potential marks. The hand snaked out and grabbed the medallion, but the shop owner was quicker. Shaking the youngster by the arm, drawing him up and away from his prized wares, he forcefully snatched the jewelry back from the bawling brat. Flinging the crying child away from his cart, he turned to discover that four more necklaces had been pilfered, thanks to the rest of the brats gang.
  • The mob halted, shouting their displeasure, while more of the locals came trailing up. It appeared they would soon have several dozen would-be guests.
  • These days the infamous former prison that claimed the lives of many a would-be escapee is now a national park.
  • For much of the campaign, Mr Bennett made the running, setting the agenda, declaring his unswerving rejection of the two-state solution, and pulling the whole of Mr Netanyahus "national camp" ever further to the right. A former high-tech magnate, Mr Bennett appeared to attract voters from beyond his core constituency of religious Israelis who have settled on the West Bank, the main bit of a would-be Palestinian state. Young people, not necessarily religious or settlers, seemed to admire the brash bluntness of his message coupled with his success as a businessman.
  • Clothes so we top for getaways travel of the nights of politics of would-be spotters.
  • I'm not a great one for pride and dignity, I'm more on the side of fun and dancing and screw the consequences, and so I begin to dance too, not really caring whether I look foolish or otherwise. The audience approves. "Get 'em off!" shouts a would-be woodnymph.
  • It was a quite different story on the other side of town, where Gabriel Billingsley appeared to be the only one in on the grand plan. The other seven would-be apes had absolutely no idea what was going to happen when they stepped on the pitch of the great lawn at Beach Haven Park. They all knew they were powerful beings capable of snapping a think tree limb in their bare hands, but were somewhat apprehensive about the vampires and other assorted creatures that would be in front of them. The intel on these creatures was quite thin, as Billingsley decided to keep them in the dark and let things play out naturally and the way he wanted it to be.
  • A man yanked a piece of burning wood from the nearest fire and thrust it into her would-be tormentor's hand, and he swung back to her. He pressed it to her cheek, but her power healed the burn and blocked the pain. The smell of charring flesh sickened her, but she knew from childhood escapades that any injury she received healed instantly. Perhaps he was ensuring that she really was a healer, she thought. He removed the brand and scowled at her.
  • "Water gates," answered Syrill. "If Danda-lay is ever attacked, the river is their ultimate protection. They can open the sluice gates to this channel and another on the opposite side of the Tiber-wan." He pointed to the paddles. "These are designed to catch the pull of the river and open. They connect to underground portions of the Tiber-wan and would supplement the initial burst, making it very difficult for a would-be attacker to dam the river from above. Danda-lay is designed to withstand almost endless siege."
  • The first time Cal approached Hartwell during the day, he let it pass. But, the second time, he punched the would-be hunter in the face after Cal took an errant swing at him. Hartwells incredible vampire speed was too much for the above-average strength and speed of the 17 year-old Brewster. What impressed Hartwell on that first day they actually fought was Cals resilience and determination. Although Hartwell didnt put everything into the punch that landed on Cals jaw, he thought it would be enough to send a message. That was, until, Cal stood up only a few seconds after hitting the ground.
  • It is all very horrible to write of, but I am telling a simple story in this log of what takes place in warfare, when men of our army and navy contend with the uncivilised enemies of other lands. In this case we were encountering a gang of bloodthirsty wretches, whose whole career had been one of rapine and destruction. The desire seemed to be innate to kill, and this man, a prisoner, who since he had been taken had received nothing but kindness and attention, had been patiently watching for the opportunity which came at last. Just as Mr Reardon was stooping to attend to his fellow-prisoner, he had made a tremendous cat-like bound, driving me sidewise as he alighted on Mr Reardon's back, making at the same time a would-be deadly stroke with a small knife he had managed to keep hidden in the folds of his cotton jacket.
  • There is one important proviso, however: the would-be student must already be a manager.
  • So Joff rode with his own thoughts as his companions. Hills and fields passed in at an achingly slow pace. When they made camp Joff thought only of his time in the company of Coursa and her clan. They had given him everything he had not been able to find at the Academy or among his own kin: acceptance, patience, and understanding. Joff dearly wanted to get on his horse and ride back to her but he knew that to do so would be to leave his job half done. Telamon had a battle to fight and the would-be king thought Joffs presence would help. Coursa clearly wanted The Holdings to have a king and she wanted that king to be Telamon. All of this made Joffs duties clear.
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