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Now, turning back, she aims carefully for Carthy's head, and flings the missile from her. A woman's eye in such cases is seldom sure, and now the stone meant for his head falls short, and, hitting his arm, knocks the gun from his nerveless fingers.,“My feet’s purty well jolted up inter my head,” cried the uncomfortable rider. But Betty insisted on his getting full value for his money, and dared him to descend until the round of the arena had been completed.,"Nonsense! Would you have me believe you are afraid of her?",When they had taken the skins from these animals, they set up poles and put the hides over them, and so made a shelter to sleep under.,He bent his head and held his breath, oblivious to everything save the ecstasy of that moment.,“No quarreling now. Come, Clarence, do as your mother asks.”,"Did she look at you when you entered?",Lady Meg Brance was called by the prosecution to prove that a certain mendicant, by name Battersea, had offered her the devil-stick for sale as a curiosity. Knowing that it was the weapon with which Mr. Alymer had been killed--according to the reports which were current at the time--she had brought it to Major Jen, along with the tramp.,So much had she told him, and the light had gone from her eyes, the song from her lips.,"Humph! well that bein' so, I'm goin' to help him see the error of his ways this night if ever I did," she promised grimly.,"Not in England, perhaps. When I spoke I was thinking of Ireland," says Mona.,“Why were you fighting?”.