...ly man fit for the job not to be found anywhere. I began to think you were funking it, too… .” “I haven’t been long getting to the office,” I remarked... ...ve a light,” he added nervously. All that time the ship lay as steady as a rock. The noise of the water pouring off the sails and spars, flowing over ... ....” The wistful smile came back on his lips for a moment. “I—I am in a blue funk about my heart, sir.” I approached him with extended hand. His eyes no...

...tty biting bit of vermin. I glanced at Gip, but Gip was looking at a magic rocking—horse. I was glad he hadn’t seen the thing. “I say,” I said, in an ... ...sted bushes and strange dry shapes of horny branches that grew amongst the rocks, into the levels below. And there the trail grew faint, for the soil ... ...of water, with nothing but a strip of dried meat under their saddles, over rocks and mountains, where surely none but these fugi- tives had ever been ... ...aps two or three—perhaps even four or five— whiskies, so I was as solid as rocks and no more frightened than if I’d been assailed by a frog. ‘Boo!’ I ... ...They seemed to think ‘haunt- ing’ a tremendous adventure, and most of them funked it all the time. And so primed, you know, he had come.” “But really!... ...bosh on that business. And there’d been volcanoes or something and all the rocks was wrong. There’s places about by Soona where you fair have to follo... ...f it down below. I was hot and frightfully heady—quite apart from the blue funk I was in. We’d never repined with these beastly natives, filthy Papuan... ...mething awful, like being buried in sand, pain across the chest, sick with funk, and breathing nothing as it seemed but the smell of rum and mackintos...

...works on the staircase. He touched off in quick succession a set of fierce rockets, angry catherine wheels, loudly exploding squibs—and the matter mig... ...ekness; for his business was with an Embassy. And Mr Verloc, steady like a rock—a soft kind of rock—marched now along a street which could with every ... ...s with the frankness of a man whose reputa- tion is established as if on a rock. “At any rate not at this present moment. I think that the man who had... ...s ner- vous exasperation was shattered like a glass bubble flung against a rock. “That’s better,” he said, to cover his momentary un- easiness, and re... ... round hat disclosed in the middle of the floor by the moving of the table rocked slightly on its crown in the wind of her flight. 192 The Secret Age... ... addition to all other kinds of fear. It was an immeasurable and composite funk, which from its very excess gave him in the dark a false appearance of...

...him for a firm object—much as he might to his own sense appear at times to rock—he would do his best to be one. The end of it was that half an hour la... ...ices, successively, for helping to keep the adven- turous skiff afloat. It rocked beneath him, but he settled himself in his place. He took up an oar ... ...e reeds on the oppo- site bank, the faint diffused coolness and the slight rock of a couple of small boats attached to a rough landing- place hard by.... ...way of protecting herself. I don’t need protection, so that I was free to ‘funk’ you—simply to dodge your test. The responsibility was too much for me...

...so afraid of Foinet that he won’t let him see his work. After all, I don’t funk it, do I? I don’t care what Foinet says to me, I know I’m a real artis... ...fferent crowd that watched them, went up to her, took her in her arms, and rocked her gently to and fro as if she were a baby . When they were gone a ... ... the chimney-piece an elaborate arrangement of shells stuck on a miniature rock; and on each side mugs, `A present from Southend’ in Gothic letters, w...

...sh! Carrying them down to the boat one of my nigger chaps dropped one on a rock and it smashed. How I lammed into the beggar! But sweet it was, as if ... ... perhaps twelve yards in length or more, and I fastened two lumps of coral rock to the ends of this. It took me some time to do, because every now and... ...nto a better understanding. If I’d had any means of digging into the coral rock I’d have buried him. I felt exactly as if he was human. As it was, I c... ...ctly black until he emerged again—and through 64 The Country of the Blind rocks and trees and solid obstacles, and when he was taken to his own room ... ..., because going upstairs seemed to lift him thirty or forty feet above the rocks of his imaginary island. He kept saying he should smash all the eggs.... ... it down below. I was hot and frightfully heady, quite apart from the blue funk I was in. We’d never reckoned with these beastly natives, filthy Papua... ...mething awful, like being buried in sand, pain across the chest, sick with funk, and breathing nothing as it seemed but the smell of rum and mackintos...

...ke the most inane of remarks, and at once the maiden by their side will be rocking with laughter; whereas, should a State Councillor enter into conver... ... you to be anything of the kind, but, you see, these fellows are in a blue funk about the new Gover- nor-General, for they think he will make trouble ... ...pses of elm-tops amid mist, the far- off notes of bells, endless clouds of rocks, and the illimit- able line of the horizon. Ah, Russia, Russia, from ... ..., are you thinking of travelling?” “To tell the truth,” replied Chichikov, rocking himself to and fro on the bench, and smoothing his knee with his ha... ... should have arisen a sudden storm which has sent my barque to pieces on a rock? My capital had nearly reached the sum of three hun- dred thousand rou...

...hem. Alda would give him no peace.” “Certainly not there. Brownlow advises Rockquay . His deli- cate brother is a curate there, and it agrees with him... ...ir Gorgias Midas’ riches. I do hate orchids.” “I wish them on their native rocks, poor things,” said Gerald. “But poor Fernan, you do him an injustice... ...both connections of the Underwoods. General Mohun lived with his sister at Rockstone, Sir Jas- per, his brother-in-law, at Clipstone, not far off, and... ..., his brother-in-law, at Clipstone, not far off, and they both recommended Rockquay and its bay “with as much praise,” said Lance, “as the inhabitants... ... ST . ANDRE . ANDRE . ANDRE . ANDRE . ANDREW W W W W’S R ’S R ’S R ’S R ’S ROCK OCK OCK OCK OCK Helpmates and hearthmates, gladdeners of gone years, T... ...e sang—well, she sang better than she did at home; but she was in an awful funk, though I kept on looking at her, and shouting bravo to encourage her;...

...our, till the dawn was nearly at hand. At last three lions appeared over a rock. I had noticed, the day before, spoor of a lion and two females.’ ‘May... ...my, and she was at pains to warn Arthur. But he only laughed. ‘The man’s a funk,’ he said. ‘Do you think if he’ d had any thing in him at all he woul... ...verwhelming fragrance and she could hardly bear it. ‘She is older than the rocks among which she sits; like the vampire, she has been dead many times,... ...g out the moisture in all growing things, tearing it even from the eternal rocks; when the flames poured down like the rushing of the wind, and all th... ...led her steadily to a cross road, and she did not know if they walked amid rocks or tombs. She heard the sound of a trumpet, and from all parts, stran... ...and she saw a lovely youth, titanic but sublime, leaning against a massive rock. He was more beautiful than the Adam of Michelangelo who wakes into li...

...ce. At the Broadway Dance Center, also in New York City, I signed up for a funk class and a ballet class. The latter was exactly the way I imagined. T... ...arrived at the first of many over-looks of the gorge. I climbed out onto a rock, which allowed me to see off the end of the cliff. A large hawk circle...

... him. Something in her proud, honourable soul had crystallised out hard as rock. When October came in, she thought only of Christmas. Two years ago, a... ... in a safe working—and again at half-past two. He was hewing at a piece of rock that was in the way for the next day’s work. As he sat on his heels, o... ...f the haystacks was lit up, the other sides blue-grey. A waggon of sheaves rocked small across the melting yellow light. The sun was going down. Every... ...his balance, he went across to her, swayed, caught hold of the back of her rocking-chair, almost tip- ping her out; then leaning forward over her, and... ...im of drink, felt the unequal pull of his swaying grasp on the back of her rocking-chair. “Go away,” she said, and weakly she pushed him off. He stood... ...count of this business.” “Then get it from Dawes!” he said. “You shouldn’t funk your own deeds, man,” remonstrated the friend. Then Dawes made a remar...

... ran away uphill towards Mihailovsky Street. They all shouted: “Aha, he is funking, he is running away. Wisp of tow!” “You don’t know what a beast... ...e means it only too seriously, though he is a buffoon. He stands on a firm rock, too, he stands on his sensuality though after we are thirty, indeed, ... ...l!” Ivan cried, his face working with anger, “Why are you always in such a funk for your life? All my brother Dmitri’s threats are only hasty words an...

...d from an ash-barrel of a station called Charing Cross. They were to go to Rockett’s—the farm of one Cloke, in the southern counties—where, she assure... ...he assured them, they would meet the genuine England of folklore and song. Rocketts they found after some hours, four miles from a station, and, so fa... ...Rambler,” said the old man. “He’s been, at my swill-pail again. Staying at Rocketts, be ye? Come in. Ah! you runagate!” The hound broke from him, and ... ...- dred acres go with the house—the old man told me. Five farms altogether. Rocketts is one of ‘em.” “I like Mrs. Cloke. But what is the old house call... ... the miles; their discoveries, always to- gether, amid the farms—Griffons, Rocketts, Burnt House, Gale Anstey, and the Home Farm, where Iggulden of th... ...s the good of sentiment towards a Kindergarten?” “Quite so. Ties of common funk are the things that bind us together; and the sooner you new nations r... ...mu- sic, and they do stick by each other in private life!” “Ties of Common Funk,” I answered. Giuseppe ran to the gate and fled back to the possible w... ...tatesmen ventures to talk of the Ties of 144 Actions and Reactions Common Funk. Herein I have my reward. THE PUZZLER THE PUZZLER THE PUZZLER THE PUZZ...

...s is genuine devotion, Henry. You should re- spect it. STRAKER. [fiercely] Funk, more likely. MENDOZA. [springing to his feet] Funk! Y oung man: I com... ... to be in hell is to drift: to be in heaven is to steer. THE DEVIL. On the rocks, most likely. DON JUAN. Pooh! which ship goes oftenest on the rocks o...