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... corral. Instead, he befriended his morose tendencies. Basking in the grandeur of his new stature, the back seat Nawin was dwelling on himself co... ...s as wet laundry hanging on balconies during the dry season. The fetid one slammed him with poignant expletives to which the second eldest smiled and ... ...pon. Ajarn meant "respected teacher." "I went to the area outside of the Grand Palace in Sanam Luang. In front of the golden and pointed domes of t... ...ow, so you wanted to fly a kite near the golden pagodas and cupolas of the Grand Palace and Wat Phra Kaeo but you didn't do so. I assume it was more ... ... wasn't quite sure. Jatupon turned away from them and slipped off his tennis shoes, smelling their soles to make sure that they weren't overly fe... ... slowly on the steps that rose up to the bridge that went over a canal. He slammed his fire-snappers against the cement watching the air burst before ... ...t sickness inside of him who desperately seeks medication or a yearning to slam himself into me fully like one entity?" "Okay, I'll grant you that one...

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...best thing to do. My own house with a yard and a garage would be nice. Ten grand is a lot of dough. She’s okay. She’s decent. And she’s sort of stunni... ... a lawyer.” Roger drew back his fist and hit her. She ducked, but the blow slammed into the side of her head and knocked her to the floor. Shocked and... ...m. Sobbing, she sat on the toilet, trembling and listening. The front door slammed. The pain was shocking. Her ears were ringing. My God, what do I do... ...uldn’t have to listen to this shit all day long!” Then he had stormed out, slamming the door. The children had frozen, waiting for her reaction. Morti... ...m and followed him everywhere he went. 72 SUSAN BRACKEN Jake’s friend and tennis partner, David Cole, with his wife, Mary, attended. Peter and Peggy ... ...spouses had families that were added to the mix of people in Lacey’s life. Grandchildren were born. Jake joked that he would have to put an addition o... ... about David’s new Cadillac, the aches and pains that the players in their tennis group were suffering, whether Conrad Black was guilty, what Tony Bla... ...come,” said Lacey who greeted him at the door. “I’ll let Jana give you the grand tour, and then, if you like, we can sit down by the water. It is such... ...o a well-rounded ‘man of affairs’ as she called it. I was given lessons in tennis and golf, as well as dancing and bridge. I may be rusty though.” The...

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...acter. Her vicious hatred towards men is public knowledge and has males avoiding her like the plague. Chris and her four children live with Bill, her grandfather, who employs a builder, Rick Eastly, to do extensive renovations. She will attempt to insult and humiliate this builder; however, he can give as much he gets and has Bills full blessing to do so. Rick learns Chris...

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...love and support throughout the years, I would be mental. 3 CHAPTER 1 Her grandfather’s old, flannelette shirt hung to her knees, hiding her slender ... ...of thick, elastic bands down on the table. He had grown accustomed to his granddaughter’s bad moods over the last four years. “I don’t know why you ... ...heroism and to let it be a warning not to mess with the O’Keith kids. His granddaughter didn’t mince words when talking to Mr. Jackson on the teleph... ...patted himself on the back for standing his ground. Chris stormed inside, slamming the fly screen door behind her. Having thumped through the house t... ...arly, as he did all the children. Both looked up on hearing the back door slam shut. Within moments, Chris stood in the doorway of the lounge covere... ...lder!” “Mum will kill you Mitchell,” Kelly replied. “Now get inside!” She slammed the wire screen door behind her. Although impressed by the boy’s re... ...d Chris insulted one another. Paul grinned, feeling as though he was at a tennis match watching the ball go back and forth. Keeping score on who he ...

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...racting and expanding 2-dimensional cells which were infinite in their power, slamming into each other so hard that they exploded completely out of ... ...m Design. Science tries to explain the Big Bang as an inexplicable wonder, a grand mysterious Miracle… which just happened by pure random luck to a... ...oes not happen because a certain person just happens to explore farther. The Grand Banks between Nova Scotia and Newfoundland were fished for hundre... ...st inhuman butchering armies on Earth. For example: a full 80% of Napoleon’s Grande Armee retreating from Moscow; had a host of sexual diseases tha... ...frustration, and misery. The only reason there is any fun at all in playing tennis is because one of the rules is that you can only keep on playin... ... the lines of the court. If that rule did not exist, then nobody would play tennis to ‘win’ or play anything competitively. THE PATH OF SPLITNESS... ...world actually refused to compete with the other half… What if you went to a tennis court and nobody wanted to play to win at all… What if all they... ...ent holding a four- foot handled tennis racquet in both hands… Ah. But try slamming the ball straight into their face or body! You will see the w... ...oney. Oops. The natural cultures of over-abundance of the Earth ecosystems slams into the artificial civilized culture of money-scarcity. Which ...

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...ecognized different buildings, and the curves of the street near a hard dirt tennis court. This was Ne Doc Dong. "Do you want me," said one, "or do yo... ...ould they have moments where they too yearned to be in a hammock under their Grandma Lee's cherry trees? In his case he could recall the image of a p... ...ld recall the image of a photograph of a neighbor his family had labeled as "Grandma" Vera with her black dress rustling in the wind carrying him in h... ...y, manhood with its insatiable wants, its selfish calculating plans, and its grandiose desire to find its own unique adventures and habits. She, his ... ...ickly arrived at their neighborhood when suddenly Peggy honked on a horn and slammed on the brakes-ding-dong. A young Korean boy and his sister were ... ... to get the ball that her brother had overthrown. It was too late. The car slammed against her body. Peggy Peggy Ding-dong Peggy Ding-dong. Gabriele... ...es and wait for that person there. There were video pangs (VCR rooms); table tennis rooms; noripangs (Karaoke singing rooms); outdoor vendors and rest... ...yscrapers of selfishness and avarice that would fall down from any jet being slammed into them (any life crisis that tenuous carbon creatures of morta... ... bad. Better, she would have eagerly challenged Michael to a racket ball or tennis competition or played badminton or croquet with the whole family. ...

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...imes rather tired of his velvet, and his diamonds, and his ermine, and his grandeur. I shouldn’t like to sit in that stifling robe with such a thing a... ...he Ring III. TELLS WHO THE FAIRY BLACKSTICK WAS, AND WHO WERE EVER SO MANY GRAND PERSONAGES BESIDES BETWEEN THE KINGDOMS of Paflagonia and Crim Tartar... ...nly denied them, but made the most odi- ous vulgar sign as he was going to slam the door in the Fairy’s face! ‘Git away, hold Blackstick!’ said he. ‘I... ...e to you;’ and he was, as we have said, 14 The Rose and the Ring going to slam the door. But the Fairy, with her wand, prevented the door being shut;... ...the most flattering reports of the Prince’s skill; so did the Groom of the Tennis Court; and as for the Captain of the Guard and Fencing Master, the v... ... Crim Tartary, Duke of Acroceraunia, Marquis of Poluphloisboio, and Knight Grand Cross of the Order of the Pumpkin. That is the order of the Pumpkin g...

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..., but for the present sitting out, bent to listen to her flushed and eager grandchild. “I must look!” Sophie tiptoed to a window, and shaded her eyes ... ...er to Skim Winsh, and a Napoleon among carters who had helped to bring the grand piano across the fields in the autumn rains. “She had ought to,” said... ...mar christening mug. It has been with us since Gregory Lashmar, your great-grandmother’s brother— George stared at his wife. “Go on,” she twinkled, fr... ...to short- lived triumph. I had never before seen a Law Lord dressed as for tennis, with a stump-leg barrel-organ strapped to his shoulder. But it is a... ...o has returned to his own place. Now and again, from afar off, between the slam and bump of his shifting scenery, the glare of his manipulated lime- l... ...overed residence. A verandah at the south side gave on to a garden and two tennis courts, separated by a tasteful iron fence from a most park-like mea... ...s on the lawn of young men and maidens appropriately clothed, playing lawn tennis in the sunshine. “A pretty scene, ain’t it?” said Mr. M’Leod. “My go...

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...ansy. Then he was struck violently in the chest, hurled back, and the door slammed in his face and locked. It was so rapid that it gave him no time to... ...oss the room. She could not see his face where she stood. The parlour door slammed, and the place was silent again. Cuss went straight up the village ... ...neeze in the passage. They rushed out, and as they did so the kitchen door slammed. “Bring the candle,” said Mr. Bunting, and led the way. They both h... ...ychnine, and went to sleep in my clothes on my unmade bed. Strychnine is a grand tonic, Kemp, to take the flabbiness out of a man.” “It’s the devil,” ... ...moment Kemp had ploughed through the asparagus, and was running across the tennis lawn to the house. “You can’t come in,” said Mr. Heelas, shutting th...

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...m head to foot— exactly as a corn shoots and tingles before rain. It was a grand storm. The wind seemed to be picking up the earth and pitch- ing it t... ...the history of British India. Some folk may remember the years before lawn-tennis was born when we all played croquet. There were seasons before that,... ...d archery—which was revived in England in 1844—was as great a pest as lawn-tennis is now. People talked learnedly about “holding” and “loosing,” “stel... ...beautifully arranged tea- tables under the deodars at Annandale, where the Grand Stand is now; and, alone in its glory, winking in the sun, sat the di... ...rs and the endings in “isms,” to himself, no one would have cared; but his grandfathers on both sides had been Wesleyan preach- ers, and the preaching... ...ut honest riding—which was good proof that he was improving, and you could slam doors behind him without his jumping to his feet with a gasp. That, ag... ...pay some heed to my words.” Reggie, who had dropped polo, and dinners, and tennis, and all to attend to Riley, said that he was penitent and settled R...

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...In my dreams that night he stalked me. I made my frozen flight from him, I slammed a door on him, and he thrust his paw through a panel as though it h... ...h an height. “Then the left wing of the monoplane came up like a door that slams, some wires whistled past my head, and one whipped off my helmet, and... ...red Best Books, had quoted the Zend-Avesta to an irascible but influential grandfather, was withdrawn without notice or compensation in the middle of ... ...om them before she was twenty to marry Benham, whom she had idealized at a tennis party. He had talked of his work and she had seen it in a flash, the... ...as out- weighed by an irrepressible conviction derived from an epis- copal grandparent that the remarriage of divorced persons is sinful, and by a sec... ...romantic flashes he was adored by German princesses or eloped with Russian grand-duchesses! But such fancies were hors d’oeuvre. The modern biography ... ... and a hair brush. He arrived in the late afternoon, was met by Benham, in tennis flannels, looking smartened up and a little unfamiliar, and taken of... ...here must be no pause. There must be no sign of a hitch. “But it’s good at tennis,” she said. “You do play tennis, Mr. Prothero?” “I—I gesticulate,” s...

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...rating keen- ness of a Chicago evening at the end of February. The Italian Grand Opera Company gave one of the most popular pieces of its repertoire o... ...town of central Mas- sachusetts, was in great distress. She had never seen Grand Opera, she would not have missed a note, and now she was in a fair wa... ...sion, the little girl was now in great distress. “Laura is putting on her ‘grand manner,’” she lamented. “I just know how she’s talking. The man will ... ... the North Side. The incident seemed to be closed with the abruptness of a slammed door. Page and Aunt Wess’ were introduced to Jadwin, who was partic... ...and coat at the coat room near the north entrance, and slipped into an old tennis jacket of striped blue flannel. Then, hatless, his hands in his pock... ...ch of the house.” “And here,” shouted Monsieur Gerardy, glaring at him and slamming down another chair, “is a rustic bench and practicable table set f... ...unt Wess’, her head in the air. “I wonder if that was them. I heard a door slam. They tell me that the rector has been married three times.” Page, unh...

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...him too. To the general relief the Countess Olenska was not present in her grandmother’s drawing-room during the visit of the be- trothed couple. Mrs.... ...val.) “Oh, necessarily; Beaufort is a vulgar man,” said Mrs. Ar- cher. “My grandfather Newland always used to say to my mother: `Whatever you do, don’... ...nd van der Luydens hanging in dark frames on the dark walls. “Ah, how your grandfather Archer loved a good dinner, my dear Newland!” he said, his eyes... ...ecause Kate Merry had had bronchitis. They were planning to lay out a lawn tennis court on the sands; but no one but Kate and May had racquets, and mo... ... riding, swimming, and trying her hand at the fascinating new game of lawn tennis; and when they finally got back to London (where they were to 136 T... ...nown no rival but croquet, was beginning to be discarded in favour of lawn-tennis; but the latter game was still considered too rough and inelegant fo... ...he queer jerk which it had given once before, and which seemed suddenly to slam a door be- tween himself and the outer world; but this break of contin... ...e now and then.” There was another interval of silence. Archer’s heart had slammed itself shut in the queer way it had, and he sat vainly groping for ...

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...on photographs of his daughter, her husband, and two fat-legged babies—his grandchildren—set in black frames into the maple-wood bulkheads of the cudd... ...did not stir a limb till he had heard the door of the captain’s state-room slam within the cuddy. Then he beckoned aft the second mate with his forefi... ... Tether for supper. Captain Whalley was not dwarfed by the solitude of the grandly planned street. He had too fine a presence for that. He was only a ... ...Navy if his father had not died before he was fourteen) had something of a grand air which would have suited an old and glorious admiral; but he be- c... ... of amused absent- mindedness. “Doing! Doing nothing. That’s just it. Lawn-tennis and silly novels from morning to night… .” If one of them at least h... ...art blow, and catching hold of the handle pulled the door to. The terrific slam darkened the cabin instantaneously to his eye as if after the flash of...

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...he subtle red-haired school Sergeant, trust them. His business was to wear tennis-shoes, carry binocu- lars, and swoop hawklike upon evil boys. Had he... ... the part of the Wicked Uncle. “Stale,” said Aladdin. “Might as well have ‘Grandfather’s Clock.’ What’s that thing you were humming at prep. last nigh... ...t a sentence!) T o hold fast where a steel chain snaps And leave the grand white neck no gash. (Full stop.)” “‘Don’t understand a word of it,” s... ... and a precis of his qualifications, in- cluding his degrees, he withdrew, slamming the door. “Heigho!” said the chaplain. “Ours is a dwarfing life—a ... ...nd John disinterestedly. “Huh! He licks across the shoulders, an’ it would slam like a beastly barn-door,” said Beetle. “Good-night, Padre. We’re in f... ...or? Dismiss! Break off.” “Why—what the—where the—?” The rattle of Sniders, slammed into the rack, drowned his Rudyard Kipling voice, as boy after boy... ...talky . Not a sign of him. I took counsel with his senior native officer—a grand, white-whiskered old chap—Rutton Singh, from Jullunder-way. He only g...

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...erogative and desire of arbi- trary power, which characterized his unhappy grandfather. He gave a notable instance how far this was the leading fea- t... ... the former consist more fre- quently of the ‘first-born of Egypt,’—yet my grandfather, who, I dare say, was a most excellent person, had the honour t... ...make no end of the ma- terials which he brought in for breakfast) that his grandfa- ther Philip, the convert of George Fox, had suffered much from the... ...ike castanets, whooped like a Bacchanal, and bounded from the floor like a tennis-ball,— aye, till the colour of her garters was no particular mystery... ...g about those who have two. Good even to you, friend.’ He was now about to slam the door in his visitor’s face without further ceremony, when Alan, wh...

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...................................................... 170 Chapter 1.7.X. The Grand Entries. ............................................................... .......................................................... 293 Chapter 2.5.I. Grande Acceptation. .......................................................... ...even the tongues, of men be tied. Thus, under disastrous eclipse, had this grand-nephew of the great Richelieu to glide about; unworshipped by the wor... ...nt Bailly, aided by judicious Guillotin and others, has found place in the Tennis-Court of the Rue St. Francois. Thither, in long-drawn files, hoarse-... ... Strange sight was this in the Rue St. Francois, Vieux Versailles! A naked Tennis-Court, as the pictures of that time still give it: four walls; naked... ... us;—and now it is time to go to dinner. This, then, is the Session of the Tennis-Court, famed Seance du Jeu de Paume; the fame of which has gone fort... ... old soldier) seconding him: the chain yields, breaks; the huge Drawbridge slams down, thundering (avec fracas). Glori- ous: and yet, alas, it is stil... ... up, by the skirts and belts; literally, from the jaws of Destruction; and slam-to their Door. This also will stand few instants; the panels shivering... ... Swift then, as your fell Red Caps are heard in the Corridor rummaging and slam- ming, the two Citoyens light their pipes and begin smoking. Thick dar...

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..................................................... 241 Chapter 1.7.IX. The Grand Entries................................................................. ...even the tongues, of men be tied. Thus, under disastrous eclipse, had this grand- nephew of the great Richelieu to glide about; unworshipped by the wo... ... question, Will he die? Yes, will he die? that is now, for all France, the grand question, and hope; whereby alone the King’s sickness has still some ... ...nt Bailly, aided by judicious Guillotin and others, has found place in the Tennis-Court of the Rue St. Francois. Thither, in long- drawn files, hoarse... ... Strange sight was this in the Rue St. Francois, Vieux Versailles! A naked Tennis-Court, as the pictures of that time still give it: four walls; naked... ... us;—and now it is time to go to dinner. This, then, is the Session of the Tennis-Court, famed Seance du Jeu de Paume; the fame of which has gone fort... ... old soldier) seconding him: the chain yields, breaks; the huge Drawbridge slams down, thundering (avec fracas). Glori- ous: and yet, alas, it is stil... ... up, by the skirts and belts; literally, from the jaws of Destruction; and slam-to their Door. This also will stand few instants; the panels shivering...

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...k-man, you’ve ‘eard the bugle blowed, There’s a regiment a-comin’ down the Grand Trunk Road; With its best foot first And the road a-sliding p... ...ree, An’ there’s that rummy silver grass a-wavin’ in the wind, An’ the old Grand Trunk a-trailin’ like a rifle-sling be’ind. While it’s best foot ... ...k-man, you’ve ‘eard the bugle blowed, There’s a regiment a-comin’ down the Grand Trunk Road; With its best foot first And the road a-sliding p... ...ty days o’ race an’ rack an’ strain Through all the seas of all Thy world, slam-bangin’ home again. Slam-bang too much — they knock a wee — the crossh... ... me of our Viscount loon — Sir Kenneth’s kin — the chap Wi’ Russia leather tennis-shoon an’ spar-decked yachtin’-cap. I showed him round last week, o’... ...h her out with all she’ll stand! Well, ah fare you well, and it’s Ushant slams the door on us, Whirling like a windmill through the dirty scud to...

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...left, and this space is occupied by a hat rack and umbrella stand in which tennis rackets, white parasols, caps, Panama hats, and other summery articl... ...ll my life. I say: I feel very fit and spry. Lets all go down and meet the Grand Cham. [He goes to the hatstand and takes down his hat]. LORD SUMMERHA... ...es down his hat]. LORD SUMMERHAYS. Does Mr T arleton like to be called the Grand Cham, do you think, Bentley? BENTLEY. Well, he thinks hes too modest ... ... me I wasnt going to lose another child or trust John. And I don’t want my grandchildren to die any more than my children. HYPATIA. Do you think Bentl... ...ng the floor] Leave it at that. Thats good sense. Anybody on for a game of tennis? BENTLEY. Oh, lets have some more improving conversa- tion. Wouldnt ... ...IA. [suddenly, as if she could bear no more of it] Bentley: do go and play tennis with Johnny. You must take exercise. LORD SUMMERHAYS. Do, my boy, do... ...d it. Well steered! All speaking at once. TARLETON. Yes; but theyre coming slam into the green- house. LORD SUMMERHAYS. Look out for the glass. MRS TA...

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...en in his own stubby brown hand. The man had added fervently, “It must be grand, just grand, to feel the danger, the chance of being potted any minut... ...Fuselli. He hadn’t expected things to be like that. When he had sat in the grandstand in the training camp and watched the jolly soldiers in khaki mar... ...n everything.” “It’s the guys higher up that does the thinkin’,” said Grey grandiloquently. “Hell, but I thought it’d be excitin’ like in the movies.”... ...y vous? Si vous voulez 61 John Dos Passos Couche avec moi … .” The door slammed behind him, leaving the cafe quiet. Many men had left. Madame had t... ...terical laughter. Fuselli flushed scarlet, got to his feet and strode out, slam- ming the door behind him so that the glass rang. He walked hurriedly ... ...der slips that stood in the middle of the piles of packing boxes. The door slammed somewhere below and there was a step on the stairs that led to the ... ...ais ne vous derangez pas,” she said. A man with white flannel trousers and tennis shoes and a man in black with a pointed grey beard and amused grey e...

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...reakfast. ‘I remember her all my life. She used to be a great deal with my grandfather. I believe he left her a lot of dia- monds and money, and that ... ...e been left unasked. The asking of it diminished somewhat from that ducal, grand-ducal, quasi-archducal, almost Godlike su- periority which he had ass... ...ope ‘I call that bad politics, ’ said the Earl. ‘It seems to me to be very grand, ’ said Frank. ‘Perhaps, sir, you don’t know what is good or what is ... ...s, and there was a band, and there was a sward for dancing. There was lawn-tennis, and fishing-rods,—which nobody used,—and better still, long shady s... ...d legs. ’ ‘I don’t know about that; polo, you know, for the legs, and lawn-tennis for the arms, is hard work enough. ’ ‘But it must always be somethin... ...ord’s evening apparel. The whole of that afternoon was spent playing lawn- tennis with Miss Boncassen. Lady Mabel was asked to join the party, but she... ...is head despondently. ‘What can you do when a girl walks out of a room and slams the door in your face? She’ll get it hot and heavy before she’s done....

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...ust do our lessons, but she said we were to go for a walk with Miss Hoole to grandmamma’s.” “Well, go, Tanya, my darling. Oh, wait a minute, though,” ... ...e could not go on; there was a sob in his throat. She shut the bureau with a slam, and glanced at him. Part I — Chapter 4 11 “Dolly, what can I say?.... ...g away at once, and you may live here with your mistress!” And she went out, slamming the door. Stepan Arkadyevitch sighed, wiped his face, and with a... ...That’ll be enough.” “Enough or not enough, we must make it do,” said Matvey, slamming the carriage door and stepping back onto the steps. Darya Alexan... ... something in me?” “Perhaps so,” said Levin. “But all the same I admire your grandeur, and am proud that I’ve a friend in such a great person. You’ve ... ...nonsense! That’s her manner. . . Come, boy, the soup!. . . That’s her manner—grande dame,” said Stepan Arkadyevitch. “I’m coming, too, but I have to g... ...e, and these were all unlike those in use at Pokrovskoe. “Une partie de lawn tennis,” Veslovsky proposed, with his handsome smile. “We’ll be partners ... ... her. After dinner they sat on the terrace, then they proceeded to play lawn tennis. The players, divided into two parties, stood on opposite sides of...