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He treats her like she was dirt.
The wind of their running was cold and wild, the horses were lathered and their manes streamed like stiff black pennants in the wind.
I was at once disappointed, although just what I had expected him to look like I could not have explained.
I felt certain that the director, like the afternoon clerk, seldom moved beyond the counter, that the hall, to them, was a jungle, a dark and unwelcome place.
Hague, like all who worked near the pits, was partly deafened from the constant assault against his eardrums.
It was a bold, dark castle of pine boughs that stood like a medieval fortress, eclipsing the sun and human time.
Donna was like he was.
A man like Jess would want to have a ready means of escape in case it was needed.
It was like hitting a sack of salt.
There was a feeling that this mission would be canceled like all the others and that this muddy wet dark world of combat would go on forever.
Johnson unwired the right hand door, whose window was, like the left one, merely loosely-taped fragments of glass, and Johnson wadded himself into a narrow seat made still more narrow by three cases of beer.
There was something about the contour of her face, her smile that was like New Orleans sunshine, the way she held her head, the way she walked -- there was scarcely anything she did which did not fascinate me.
For several weeks we eyed one another almost like sparring partners, and then one day Uncle was slightly indisposed and stayed home ; ;
Her heart, her maternal feeling, in fact her being was too busy expressing itself, as quietly thrilled by this sight of her Nicolas curled asleep under a blanket, in a park like a scene from Poussin.
She was like charcoal, he thought -- dark, opaque, explosive.
There was no valley like this on your map.
The Bonaventure was quivering and lurching like an old spavined mare.
There was a wooden tower or derrick there, something like a ski jump ; ;
It was embarrassing to see strapping, blonde Brassnose comport himself like a child who talks about bogeymen.
At first, I thought he was out of his head, talking wildly like this.
Maybe he was only doing the best he knew how, like any of us.
His arms hung like empty shirt sleeves, and his mouth was slightly open.
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But all of this was rationalization.
He knew who was riding after him -- the men he had known all his life, the men who had worked for him, sworn their loyalty to him.
The Gap looming before him -- the place where had confronted Jack English on that day so many years ago -- was his exit from all that had meaning to him.
What else he said was lost in the rattle of gunfire on all sides.
But her prettiness was what he had noticed first, and all the other things had come afterward: cruelty, meanness, self-will.
The water was there, so much of it that it spread all through the dead orchard.
under the circumstances I was only too willing to confess all.
It was all right to put a bunch of ranchers onto horses, to call them Night Riders, to set out to attack the largest mining combination the country had ever seen if all they wanted was adventure.
Normally Hague wasted no words, but now he found himself unable to stop their flow although he knew Kodyke was aware of all he said.
Perhaps it was all a vividly conceived dream.
It was not, thought Pamela, such an evil place after all.
Was it not possible, after all, that the forest was in league with her and her child that its sympathy lay with the Culvers that she had erred in failing to understand this??
If, when this was all over, she found the words to tell him about it, she wondered if he would ever understand.
He paused only long enough to ascertain that Jess's buckskin was still missing and that his own gray was all right, then climbed through a back window and dropped to the ground outside.
Seeing them waiting there at the foot of Emigrant Rock was so overwhelming that, for a good minute after they rounded the bend and started down the grade leading toward them, Matilda could not speak at all.
Against all expectation, Carmer was inside, clearly enjoying himself to the hilt and already so tipsy that it seemed unlikely he was bothering to note anything or anyone about him.
It was all Greg had time to see.
An Ah coudn ansuh him an so Ah said ' Aw right, Ah gay-ess, an his fathuh didn uttuh one wohd an aftuh Huhmun was gone, the majuh laughed an tole me thet he an the bawh had been hevin an occasional drink t'gethuh f'ovuh a yeah, onleh an occasional one, but just the same it was behahn mah back, an Ah doan think thet's nahce at all, d'you ''??
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In the brief moment I had to talk to them before I took my post on the ring of defenses, I indicated I was sickened by the methods men employed to live and trade on the river.
Such was my state of mind that I did not question the possibility of this ; ;
Now, here was something of obvious importance to me, yet when I reached for the tickets he snatched them away from my hand.
I decided to see no more of the clerk until the processing of my papers was completed.
Though only a relatively short walk separated it from my own part of town, its character was wholly foreign to me.
At last, when I put it to him directly, the clerk was forced to admit that the delay in my case was unusual.
He had looked over my forms and was impressed by what he had seen there ; ;
This desire, I went on, growing voluble as my conviction was aroused, had mounted at such a rate recently that I now found its realization necessary not only to my physical but also to my spiritual wellbeing.
I was just doing my job, just following orders, and for that he's going to kill me.
I seized the rack and made a western-style flying-mount just in time, one of my knees mercifully landing on my duffel bag -- and merely wrecking my camera, I was to discover later -- my other knee landing on the slivery truck floor boards and -- but this is no medical report.
The way his red rubber lips were stretched across his pearly little teeth I thought he was only having a little joke, but, no, he wanted me to bend down from the roar of wind so he could roar something into my ear.
At once my ears were drowned by a flow of what I took to be Spanish, but -- the driver's white teeth flashing at me, the road wildly veering beyond his glistening hair, beyond his gesticulating bottle -- it could have been the purest Oxford English I was half hearing ; ;
Just as I got to my knees, there was again the sound of the fence stretching, and I had time only to start taking my kneeling posture seriously.
Miraculously, the bottle was still in my hand, foam still geysering over my ( luckily ) waterproof watch.
The Indian was again raising his bottle, but to my astonished relief -- probably only a fraction of Johnson's -- the bottle this time went to the Indian's lips.
There was a blur just under my focus of vision, a crash ; ;
There had been a good second or two during which my muffler had been blowing out, and now I was certain I'd seen her somewhere before.
0.079 seconds.