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...sed when the director stood, gave her a beautiful wide smile that could've blinded Superman, and proffered a smoothly elegant, olive-toned hand over h... ...ke a snowman in the sun. Through tear-blurred eyes, salt stinging and half-blinding, she watches him somersault down the Desert Dreams by Gracie C. M... ...McKeever 45 For some strange reason, she wanted to ask Doctor Vishnu for a blindfold and a cigarette. "...As I said, you're recovering quite well, and... ...e of steps forward from her haunches, something making her brave. Probably blind rage, cuz dammit she refused to be terrorized in her own house. Yeah,... ... on in here?" She flipped on the overhead chandelier, flooding the room in blinding light. Marsh rushed at Kane, but stopped a foot away as if a memor... ... if he was teasing her or just plain jealous but she couldn't get past the poker face. And oh how she wanted to, the idea of his jealousy inexplicably...
...e sword fighting with some unseen enemy. Brand watched from behind the open slats of the blinds. Barton finally slammed down the phone breaking off... ....Cross/Stone 28 CHAPTER 5 Once inside Barton’s office, Brand shut all the blinds tight. “Turn on the TV and VCR.” Brand handed Barto... ...lly sent him off into a conflicted sleep. A bright sunlight shot through the slats of the blinds, and forced him awake. It took him a minute to orie... ...is science, and that which proliferates from it. I have never been able to understand the blind faith that man puts into a God that let’s a world sq... ...e 180 “And what would that be?” “I see the way the two of you look at each other, I’m not blind. Susan is very vulnerable right now, and I believe y... ...of staff report to my office immediately.” As a Navy Seal he had been considered the best poker player around, he hoped he still had the skills. C...
... Seekers were holding at gunpoint, their shoulder lights were practically blinding the already frightened people. The rebels were kneeling on the gr... ... wouldn’t hide like this. They’d be blasting those lights in our faces to blind us and then they’d either be taking us as slaves or killing us,” Lex... ...be. The advantage for us is that the surveil- lance cameras leave a lot of blind spots. A large force would get noticed like I said before, but we wo... ... the guards had moved into position where he could maneuver through their blind spots, he made another break for it. He ar- rived at the door and fel... ... you’re going to torture me then kill me.” “Maybe,” Vincent replied with a poker face. Jade didn’t look up. “What do you mean maybe?” “I mean I haven’... ...id through manipulation and subterfuge. He is consumed by hatred and that blinds him. I know he’ll close the weaknesses that we expose in his forces...
... Julia squinted at the sun through amber tinted lenses as she continued the blind search for her car keys in the bottomless pit that was her purse. ... ... close, invading his personal space with microphones and bodies and bright, blinding lights. Questions were shouted before they even reached him. ... ...ven look at his walls without remembering her naked. He was so stupid. So blind. How could he have believed for even a second that she would buy ... ...thered her purse, her shawl and her courage and left the limo. The flashes blinded her and someone called her name several times. Neither the suffo... ...re coming to Hardin? Tonight?” She sat up straight on the swing and stared blindly at the street with her mouth open. “Gregory, you never leave At... ... 125 arrested her.” The announcement seemed to act like a hot poker in Micah Sampson’s backside. He lurched out of his chair so fast ...
...em when she was living under our roof." "She had it. You two were just too blind and tied up in your own lives to notice." "Hmph!" Angela's nose shot ... ...le of the room, the love seat catty-corner to the sofa, the vertical black blinds now open before the three bay windows. New Life Incognita by Gracie... ...ver 144 The old Dagny couldn't make toast, would have preferred having hot pokers driven into her eyes than to have to "slave away"—as she had once pu... ...ken outside, early morning sun slipping through the half-open slats of the blinds, throwing rectangular patterns against the floor and furniture. Jord... ...d of way." "Sounds like you're trying to sell your out-of-town-cousin on a blind date with Fido." "I guess some girls might find him, you know, cute."... ...a suitably scandalized look and Amire laughed. "I know that. But you ain't blind. You know what you like." "That I do." Dagny nodded, took a gulp of h...
...he early morning sun blasted through the cracks between the narrow slits of the blinds. Richard groped for consciousness, try ing to force himself i... ... man in America. His niece Alana hadn't made the Who's Who yet. He hated flying blind; he wished he knew more about her. How should he approach her... ...- it was power - absolute power that motivated him. Mon ey, to Pierce, was like poker chips to be gambled with. Power, on the other hand, was a rare... ...l. After that, it was out of his hands. The evidence held up. "Justice is truly blind," Orinthall had said to himself af ter the sentencing. But fro... ...ve." "Ah, you think 1 need a rest." "No, 1 want to open your eyes. You've been blind too long." "1 don't understand you, Richard. You tell me we're... ...t. Pierce would have expected us to find out. He's counting on us follow ing a blind lead." "Then what's he up to?" The Director asked scratching h...
.... Morgan held her breath in the smoke-filled silence. “Dan’l, no, not the poker,” she heard someone yell. Camilla shrieked. The pounding began ag... ...Box cracked and splintered and burst at the seam. Daniel flung aside the poker and reached in to snatch her out of the flames. With smoke billow... ...ter than the gutter, where you, no doubt, came from. Daniel must have been blind! Blind to marry you. No wonder he’s lost interest already. When... ...an who’s so graceful at some things, you certainly are clumsy at others.” “Blindfold me like this, and I’d be clumsy at everything.” “Oh, I doubt ... ... door at last. “No peeking, or you’ll spoil everything. Let me check your blindfold.” Morgan adjusted the black silk scarf wound around Daniel’s ... ...ll him my secret.” “Ach, you think he don’t know already? He’d have to be blind not to. And deprived of his sense of touch, as well. What kind o... ... could imagine Daniel succumbing to any of them. Why couldn’t he be playing poker with the stagehands or out drinking with boys from the band? What... ...e’s perfect, Morgan,” Daniel said, and she could see him smiling through the blinding salt of her tears. “Perfect.” She reached out to touch this ...
...f one’s geographical birthplace and how the cards are dealt in the parent-poker lottery determine 99.9% of our fates. kismet, karma, luck, predestin... ...lack of soap and water, like trachoma, that has caused six million to go blind. Even pneumonia and diarrhea are increased because of a lack of effe... ...l Iranian woman whose face was turned into a pumpkin-like pulp as she was blinded by acid thrown by a man whose attentions she had spurned. That was... ... since women have only half the value of men, he was to have only one eye blinded with acid. ―But in the Koran, at Sura 5:045 it is written ...
...t was. My brain had officially closed up shop. The way his eyes devoured me blinded me to everything else but him. Can you say ‘deer in the headli... ...could imagine. Shame, shame, Donatello. Didn’t your dame tell you you’d go blind having such impure thoughts?” “So, what does that have to do with... ...to kill everybody.” I scrunched up my nose, hoping my cuteness factor would blind him into a stupor. “You’re telling me he dropped in and rifled ... ... a game of Texas Hold ‘em. Then again, I wouldn’t turn down a game of Strip Poker if he was willing to spot me a pair of pants or two. J. Morgan ... ...lustrates.” “You sanctimonious asshole! If it wasn’t for me, you’d still be blind to the threat Rudolpho poses and you stand there telling me I’m n... ...he sidewalk for the fire shooting from my eyes. How dare they think I would blindly stand there and let them decide my future for me! I mean, they...
... dream the subway (Orange Line, number three) stopped and he noticed a young blind man with a dog getting into one of the cars. Sang Huin quickly move... ... door. Then he found himself walking through one car after another since the blind man and the dog passed through the inside doors. He woke up and tho... ...arettes fell out of his front pocket and as he picked them up he noticed the blind man he had seen before in the subway seated with his dog in the sam... ...he emerging flame that Sang Huin provided with the click of his lighter. The blind man inhaled a couple times but then coughed in perpetual rhythms li... ...best it was able to do and growled importunely. "He doesn't like," said the blind man barely able to get out his idea from his stanched breath. Sang ... ...a little bit late for my two boys to be playing billiards like they are at a poker party?" "No, I donチOt Gabriele; and do you want me to tell you why?...
...en so rough you couldn’t mistake them for good boys even if you were deaf, dumb and blind?” “He’s a music major.” “Macon’s known for making music -... ...tted some of her own facts. Since the time she was a little girl, she could keep a poker face, but her voice would change pitch whenever she thought... ...I’m not mad. I’m trying to find the truth.” Going to a window, Hannah opened the blind. Looking through the slats, she said, “I’ve not got much ... ...y. But Royce didn’t believe in leaving things away from his family. She closed the blind again. “That’s not me,” she said, lifting the drink to he... ...the kitchen. When she bumped against the wall, her hand reached out as if she were blind. “Damn wretch,” Laura Kate murmured. The ph... ...goosed the car, but it was built to lumber, not sprint. The truck’s halos of lights blinded and she reached up to shade the mirror. In the next ins...
...ndignity of being given their suppositories but can’t utter a thing, the blind, the disfigured, the maimed, the emaciated savage with the long hair ... ...door in her face, and locking it; of him hitting the boys with a fireplace poker; and of the house blowing up from that deliberate gas explosion righ...
...erson doesn‘t care? Is it possible that spending their time playing video poker is more important than watching the evening news or reading a newspap... ...f there be one, he must more approve of the homage of reason than that of blindfolded fear.‘ (10) ―While he greatly admired the teachings of ... ...s ago. I think that the deism of many of them was a compromise between the blind theistic faith of the Middle Ages and the criticism of that faith by... ...e miracle has happened to us or to a close relative. What if a cousin was blinded when she saw her child run over by a car. Then when she was touche... ...lity to delude ourselves with the trappings of our traditions and thereby blind ourselves to the open avenues for progress. ―As I think about ... ...es then look for legal and other opinions to back them up. That statue of blindfolded justice is peeking under her blindfold to look for loop holes....
...ls A Penn State Electronic Classics Series Publication The Country of the Blind, and Other Stories by H.G. Wells is a publication of the Pennsylvania... ...for the file as an electronic transmission, in any way. The Country of the Blind, and Other Stories by H.G. Wells, the Pennsylvania State University, ... .......................................................360 THE COUNTRY OF THE BLIND ..............................................................376 THE... ........................................400 5 H.G . Wells The Country of the Blind And Other Stories by H. G. Wells INTR INTR INTR INTR INTRODUCTION ODU... ...tained and more exacting forms. It was my friend Mr. 6 The Country of the Blind C.L. Hind who set that spring going. He urged me to write short stori... ...ression of my face. I shut the door of the study behind me, and, seizing a poker, began an attack upon the desk. That is how they found me. The cover ...
...................................................................... 35 The Blind Man .................................................................... ... sap of some not-to-be-extermi- 15 England, My England nated tree. Just a blind acrid faith as sap is blind and acrid, and yet pushes on in growth an... ...n his own small circle he would emanate power, the single power of his own blind self. With all his spoiling of his children, he was still the father ... .... And even Winifred loved the place really. But now, in her frustrated and blinded state, it was full of menace for her children. The adders, the pois... ... selves hurriedly, with mute, stupefied faces. The B The B The B The B The Blind M lind M lind M lind M lind Man an an an an ISABEL PERVIN was listeni... ...e uptilted. His knees were straight and massive. She sighed, picked up the poker, and again began to prod the fire, to rouse the clouds of soft, brill...
...ets, Please .................................................................................................................................. 35 The Blind Man ................................................................................................................................. 47 Monkey Nuts .........................................................................
...d, taking the serviette in his hand, walked across the room and pulled the blind down to the top of the white muslin that obscured the lower panes. Th... ...t as it smouldered out. He sat in the cor- ner with his back to the window-blind and spoke now, hav- ing eaten and drunk and being comfortably warmed ... ...without any cer- emony, being of a naturally sympathetic turn of mind. The blind was down and the room dim. He caught a glimpse of a most singular thi... ...taste for twilight that led to the clos- ing of doors, the pulling down of blinds, the extinction of candles and lamps—who could agree with such going... ...e returned to his bedroom, armed himself with the most obvious weapon, the poker, and descended the stair- case as noiselessly as possible. Mrs. Bunti... ...r. Bunting 24 The Invisible Man was nerved to abrupt action. Gripping the poker firmly, he rushed into the room, closely followed by Mrs. Bunting. “S... ...dow-curtains, and Mr. Bunting looked up the chimney and probed it with the poker. Then Mrs. Bunting scrutinised the waste-paper basket and Mr. Bunting... ...alf-past five in the morning, and there he remained until near midday, the blinds down, the door shut, and none, after Hall’s repulse, venturing near ... ...ve taken the key out of the door. I am a fairly strong man, and I have the poker handy—besides being invisible. There’s not the slightest doubt that I...
...nd a total inability to distinguish between capital and interest could not blind him for ever to the fact that the little shop in the High Street was ... ...ather had coaxed, and then groaned like a soul in torment and given way to blind fury, had sworn, kicked and struck at the offending piece of furnitur... ... had a large plate-glass window whose con- tents were now veiled by a buff blind on which was inscribed in scrolly letters: “Rymer, Pork Butcher and P... ...serenity of his mind. He stood between the mantel shelf and the window—the blinds were up now—and the Larkins sisters clustered about him. He battled ... ... him. For some time Mr. Polly remained alone with his charge in the little blind alley outside the Larkins’ house, while the neighbours scrutinised hi... ...bout the place considering the militant pos- sibilities of pacific things, pokers, copper sticks, garden imple- ments, kitchen knives, garden nets, ba... ...ack.” “I heard him,” said Mr. Polly, and looked about. “Just gimme the old poker handle that’s under the beer engine.” The door opened softly and Mr. ... ...d the gentleman in gilt glasses. “Restrain your- self!” Mr. Polly emerged, poker in hand, just in time to see what followed. Uncle Jim in his shirtsle... ...o Mr. Polly’s aid. “Drop it!” he cried, and came down the steps waving his poker and thrusting the spectacled gentleman before him as once heroes were...
...ed up, I saw his tall, spare figure pass twice in a dark silhouette against the blind. He was pacing the room swiftly, eagerly, with his head sunk upon... ...ed the proceedings from my post by the window. The lamps had been lit, but the blinds had not been drawn, so that I could see Holmes as he lay upon th... ...uch mistaken.” He had risen from his chair and was standing between the parted blinds gazing down into the dull neutral tinted London street. Looking ... ...te roofed, with great yellow blotches of lichen upon the gray walls. The drawn blinds and the smokeless chimneys, however, gave it a stricken look, as... ...aid Holmes, flicking the horse on into a gallop. “I confess that I have been as blind as a mole, but it is better to learn wisdom late than never to le... ...ngerous man to fall foul of! See here.” He stepped swiftly forward, seized the poker, and bent it into a curve with his huge brown hands. “See that yo... ...ee that you keep yourself out of my grip,” he snarled, and hurling the twisted poker into the fireplace he strode out of the room. “He seems a very ami... ...rip was not much more feeble than his own.” As he spoke he picked up the steel poker and, with a sudden effort, straightened it out again. “Fancy his ... ...t. An Eley’s No. 2 is an excellent argument with gentlemen who can twist steel pokers into knots. That and a tooth brush are, I think all that we need...
...quiesced in helping to build up her children to stoutness, and but for the blindness of all people, save artists, poets, novelists, to the grandeur of... ...ing. The fit of languor came on her unawares, probing at her weakness, and blinding her to the laws and duties of earth, until her conscious womanhood... ...s how strange men are! Never think of being happy unless you can always be blind. I see you all at home—Mother Dumpling and all—as I thought I should ... ...the holiest hours of her existence, which is thus hypo- critically used to blind and rock her in a cradle of deception. If corrupt, she maybe brought ... ...r of any sort should be treated. He strode to the windows, pulled down the blind he had previously raised, rang the bell, and said,— “Dahlia, there—I’... ...elling and tearing, and I chaff my way through and back clean as a red-hot poker.” Anthony laughed, and rolled somewhat as he laughed. “Come along, si... ...e box—and who would have guessed how stout it was, and me to hit it with a poker and not break it, I couldn’t, nor get a single one through the slit;—... ...I couldn’t, nor get a single one through the slit;—the sight I was, with a poker in my hand! I do declare I felt azactly like a housebreaker;— and no ... ...Dahlia to take the boxes to a carpenter’s shop—not attempting the power of pokers upon them— and count and make a mental note of the amount of the riv...
...ey would go back able to say, ‘I have found him,’ or, ‘I think she lies there.’ Perhaps, the mourner, unable to bear the sight of all that lay in the ... ...ored a strange world, where nobody ever goes to bed, but everybody is eternally sitting up, wait- ing for Jack. This exploration was among a labyrinth... ...nd his big head and extended nightcap, to be beforehand with the old men and women exhibiting crippled children, and with the children exhibiting old ... ...exceeding large key. The one solitary inscription on their house related to a fire-plug. The house was partly undermined by a de- serted and closed ga... ... Hampstead ponds, with a pickle-jar and wide-mouthed bottle, unless he is with them and barking tremendously. There is a dog residing in the Borough o... ...Member, with his right hand buttoned up in the breast of his coat, and his back characteristically turned on bales of petitions from his constituents,... ...ement for him, and, when he had brought him down, would look severely out of his study window and ask him how he enjoyed the fun. I thought how Mr. Ba...