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| author | Robert Tonsing <rt.dev@fastmail.com> | 2025-05-25 04:53:14 -0500 |
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| committer | GitHub <noreply@github.com> | 2025-05-25 04:53:14 -0500 |
| commit | 3ce5c498b4dbc120ba7c6a0995892c355c5c8123 (patch) | |
| tree | 5c582173c1ac396a9070b0acc46db3f0114f7880 /86-0.txt | |
| parent | b2c6b135b7b11929a95127d1b8a2b738874e4239 (diff) | |
| parent | d9fb6cbd4e325029fda0960f32be3129bef01b0f (diff) | |
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@@ -408,7 +408,7 @@ so I drew him aside and said in his ear: “Let you _what_?” -“_Hinder_ me, then, if the word please thee better. Then he went +“_Hinder_ me, then, if the word please thee better.” Then he went on to say he was an under-cook and could not stop to gossip, though he would like it another time; for it would comfort his very liver to know where I got my clothes. As he started away he @@ -422,7 +422,7 @@ by his gait, he was satisfied with himself. He was pretty enough to frame. He arrived, looked me over with a smiling and impudent curiosity; said he had come for me, and informed me that he was a page. -“Go 'long,” I said; “you ain't more than a paragraph.” +“Go ’long,” I said; “you ain't more than a paragraph.” It was pretty severe, but I was nettled. However, it never phazed him; he didn't appear to know he was hurt. He began to talk and @@ -1224,7 +1224,7 @@ To note all this, occupied but a second. The next second Clarence had slipped from some place of concealment and was pouring news into my ear, his eyes beaming with triumph and gladness. He said: -“Tis through _me_ the change was wrought! And main hard have I worked +“’Tis through _me_ the change was wrought! And main hard have I worked to do it, too. But when I revealed to them the calamity in store, and saw how mighty was the terror it did engender, then saw I also that this was the time to strike! Wherefore I diligently pretended, @@ -5953,8 +5953,8 @@ my hands and groaned out this word--as it were in agony: of people moan and howl when that crimson hell joined the blue! After sixty seconds I shouted: -“Transvaaltruppentropentransporttrampelthiertreibertrauungsthraenen- -tragoedie!” +“Transvaaltruppentropentransporttrampelthiertreibertrauungsthraenentrag- +oedie!” --and lit up the green fire! After waiting only forty seconds this time, I spread my arms abroad and thundered out the devastating @@ -7987,8 +7987,8 @@ not of, and was shut away from mortal sight. And so there was no parting, for in his fancy I went with him; he knew not but I went with him, my hand in his--my young soft hand, not this withered claw. Ah, yes, to go, and know it not; to separate and -know it not; how could one go peace--fuller than that? It was -his reward for a cruel life patiently borne.” +know it not; how could one go peacefuler than that? It was his +reward for a cruel life patiently borne.” There was a slight noise from the direction of the dim corner where the ladder was. It was the king descending. I could see that he @@ -9087,7 +9087,7 @@ of course. At a first glance, things appeared to be exceeding prosperous in this little tributary kingdom--whose lord was King Bagdemagus--as compared with the state of things in my own region. They had the “protection” system in full force here, -whereas we were working along down toward free-trade, by easy +whereas we were working along down toward free trade, by easy stages, and were now about half way. Before long, Dowley and I were doing all the talking, the others hungrily listening. Dowley warmed to his work, snuffed an advantage in the air, and began @@ -10015,7 +10015,7 @@ anything more than an average man, if he was up that high. Confound him, he wearied me with arguments to show that in anything like a fair market he would have fetched twenty-five dollars, -sure--a thing which was plainly nonsense, and full or the baldest +sure--a thing which was plainly nonsense, and full of the baldest conceit; I wasn't worth it myself. But it was tender ground for me to argue on. In fact, I had to simply shirk argument and do the diplomatic instead. I had to throw conscience aside, and @@ -12719,7 +12719,7 @@ trust ourselves among them, anyway. But he could seldom be turned from a purpose once formed; so we shut off the electric current from the fences, took an escort along, climbed over the enclosing ramparts of dead knights, and moved out upon the field. The first -wounded mall who appealed for help was sitting with his back +wounded man who appealed for help was sitting with his back against a dead comrade. When The Boss bent over him and spoke to him, the man recognized him and stabbed him. That knight was Sir Meliagraunce, as I found out by tearing off his helmet. He @@ -12836,7 +12836,7 @@ Sandy?...” He lay muttering incoherently some little time; then for a time he lay silent, and apparently sinking away toward death. Presently his fingers began to pick busily at the coverlet, and by that sign -I knew that his end was at hand with the first suggestion of the +I knew that his end was at hand. With the first suggestion of the death-rattle in his throat he started up slightly, and seemed to listen: then he said: |
