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...in fog, a puff of faint haze, rose from the opening. The ascending air was hot, and had a heavy, sooty, paraffiny smell. I gave one sniff, and put dow... ... combustion refused to be stifled. “We resolved to try water, and took the hatches off. Enor- mous volumes of smoke, whitish, yellowish, thick, greasy... ...and in this way managed in time to pour lots of Indian Ocean into the main hatch. The bright stream flashed in sunshine, fell into a layer of white cr... ... good feeling. Sometimes a man, as he dashed a bucketful of water down the hatchway, would yell out, ‘Hurrah for Bankok!’ and the rest laughed. But ge... ...ch before how twisted and bowed he was. He and Mahon prowled soberly about hatches and ventilators, sniffing. It struck me suddenly poor Mahon was a v... ... Jove! we are being blown up— Everybody’s dead—I am falling into the after-hatch—I see fire in it.’ “The coal-dust suspended in the air of the hold ha... ...ng slightly above the ship. The cat-heads had burned away, and the two red-hot anchors had gone to the bottom, tearing out after them two hundred fath... ...s had gone to the bottom, tearing out after them two hundred fathom of red-hot chain. The ship trembled, the mass of flame swayed as if ready to colla... ...in and brought him away at last. It was time. The ironwork on the poop was hot to the touch. “Then the painter of the long-boat was cut, and the three...

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...tfully wide now. The tropical afternoon was lengthening the shadows on the hot, weary earth, the abode of obscure desires, of ex- travagant hopes, of ... ... weakness and good nature. “Of course, there’s plenty of room in the after-hatch. But they are sure to go rotten down there. W ell! I never heard … se... ...ance, as the saying goes. Everlastingly, there was a tackle over the after-hatch and everlastingly the watch on deck were pulling up, spreading out, p... ...ns about this excessive care. I would have been well content to batten the hatch down and let them perish under the deck. That perhaps would have been... ...ove the ship to, to pick up the pilot outside Port Philip Heads, the after-hatch had not been opened for more than a week and I might have believed th...

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...e, the Queen’s carriage was going away. Y ou may fancy that we were rather hot, running the whole way up to the Castle, besides the exertion of knocki... ... started from the Montanvert, with our alpenstocks, plenty of ropes, and a hatchet to cut steps in the ice. We walked quickly over the Mer de Glace, a... ... walls of ice, 30, 40, 50 feet high, by little holes which we cut with the hatchet, and to climb over places not a foot broad, with enormous crevasses... ...en Easter Day spent at sea! ‘ April 20th, lat, 4° N., long. 25° W .—Rather hot. It is very fine to see all the stars of the heavens almost rise and pa... ..., that is true; for indeed to find flowers in full blossom, green meadows, hot suns, birds singing, etc., in midwinter, with a cool, steady breeze fro... ... came on him:— ‘T aurarua, Good Friday.—I am tired, for walking about in a hot sun, with a Melanesian kit, as we call them, slung round the neck, with... ...fore and one aft, lash the rudder (wheel) amidships, make all snug, put on hatches, batten everything down, and trust to ride out the storm. As the ve... ... sharp sound, and the rush of water over the decks, down the companion and hatches, that followed, and you have a notion of a gale of wind. And yet th... ...slight frost at night, but no appearance of it after the sun is up; bright hot days, and bracing cold nights, the very perfection of a climate in win-...

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... woman. [Exit LYCHORIDA .] Second Sailor : Sir, we have a chest beneath the hatches, caulked and bitumed ready. PERICLES: I thank thee. Mariner, say... ...uths we could pick up some pretty estate, ‘twere not amiss to keep our door hatched. Be Pericles, Act IV, scene ii 46 sides, the sore terms we stan... ...me your ways; follow me. Pericles, Act IV, scene ii 49 MARINA: If fires be hot, knives sharp, or waters deep, Untied I still my virgin knot will kee...

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...one day at dinner, just as I happened to be blowing on a piece of scalding hot green fat. I was stupefied at once—I thrust the entire morsel (about ha... ...r voyage continue and conclude. We landed at the Sunderbunds on a grilling hot day in De- cember 1802, and then for the moment Julia and I separated. ... ...!”—and at this, I may say, coarse joke (alluding to the fact that in these hot climates the ale oozes out as it were from the 11 Thackeray pores of t... ... the 11th of September found us upon the plains of Delhi. It was a burning hot day, and we were all refreshing our- selves after the morning’s march, ... ...I improved these natu- ral advantages; and, while in cantonment during the hot winds at Chittybobbary, allowed my hair to grow very long, as did my be... ...Bahawder rumi- nates on the words of the unbeliever: he is an ostrich, and hatches the eggs of his thoughts.” “Bekhusm! on my nose be it! May the youn...

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... conclusively decided in his favor. Will- ing to strike while the iron was hot, he called a meeting, through the news paper, with a view to decide the... ...o trails the savages through the woods, as I have done, and lives, for the hot months, on the lake streams. I’ve a strong constitution, I must say tha... ... squire, when he comes home from Betty Hollister’s warm room, will feel as hot as a hand that has given the rigging a lick with bad tar. Come, mistres... ...welve it was quite mild, and here all the rest of the night I have been so hot as not to bear a blanket on the bed. —Holla! Aggy—merry Christmas, Aggy... ...to their grandfather, and they lived in peace; or, when they did raise the hatchet, it was to strike it into the brain of a Mingo. They gathered aroun... ...him? But John is old; his hand is the hand of a squaw; his toma- hawk is a hatchet; brooms and baskets are his enemies— he strikes no other. Hunger an... ... here at the south’ard and east’ard; and I was below, mixing a toothful of hot stuff for the captain of marines, who dined, dye see, in the cabin, tha... ...r water at a time in my life as I did then, for I was looking up the after-hatch at the instant.” “I wonder, Benjamin, that you did not die with a dro... ...h starn-post and cutwater, gar board-streak and plank-shear, gangways, and hatchways, and waterways, quarter-deck, and forecastle, ay , and flush-deck...

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...sign’d, His fell to Hamlet. Now, sir, young Fortinbras, Of unimproved mettle hot and full, Hath in the skirts of Norway here and there Shark’d up a li... ...with hoops of steel; But do not dull thy palm with entertainment Of each new hatch’d, unfledged comrade. Beware Of entrance to a quarrel, but being in... ...IUS : I would fain prove so. But what might you think, When I had seen this hot love on the wing— As I perceived it, I must tell you that, Before my ... ...ing in his soul, O’er which his melancholy sits on brood; And I do doubt the hatch and the disclose Will be some danger: which for to prevent, I have ... ...yawn and hell itself breathes out Contagion to this world: now could I drink hot blood, And do such bitter business as the day Would quake to look on.... ...t this be so; His means of death, his obscure funeral— No trophy, sword, nor hatchment o’er his bones, No noble rite nor formal ostentation— Cry to be... ...ll make a solemn wager on your cunnings: I ha’t. When in your motion you are hot and dry— As make your bouts more violent to that end— And that he cal... ... his right use; ’tis for the head. OSRIC: I thank your lordship, it is very hot. HAMLET: No, believe me, ’tis very cold; the wind is north erly. OS...

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... com- ing back on deck, saw the naked man from the sea sitting on the main hatch, glimmering white in the darkness, his elbows on his knees and his he... ...d the bolt. This sort of thing could not go on very long. The cabin was as hot as an oven, too. I took a peep at my double, and discovered that he ha... ... an undertone. He looked round anxiously. “Sir!” “Can you get me a little hot water from the galley?” “I am afraid, sir, the galley fire’s been out f...

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...yhood; and Miss Fosbrook took the opportunity of saying,“Hadn’t you better hatch your chickens before you count them, Henry? If you prevent everyone f... ...black rascal; at least, I suppose so. Not an egg left, and they would have hatched this week!” “Well, Purday calls him his best friend,” said Harry. “... ...n she would have saved her far- thing, and her eyes would not have been so hot. Maybe, too, Susan’s French phrases would not have been turned back. Mi... ... “There’s no flame—not a bit!” “Get out of the way, can’t you? I’ll make a hot place.” “We’ll each have our own oven, and roast our own potatoes!” “Do... ...atoes. See, I’ll make an oven.” They were all stooping round this precious hot corner, some kneeling, some sitting on the ground, David with hands on ... ...han nothing from home, sent it off, and made Susan come out to refresh her hot eyes and burning head in the garden. Sam presently came and walked on h... ... and a chest of my own, and be an officer, and get promoted for firing red-hot shot out of the batteries at Gibraltar.” “Master Hal!” exclaimed Purday...

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...ces broke and buzzed in knots of talk; Nothing but this; my very ears were hot To hear them: knowledge, so my daughter held, Was all in all: they ha... ...t we should cram our ears with wool And so pace by: but thine are fancies hatched In silken-folded idleness; nor is it Wiser to weep a true occasion ... ... lips a haggard smile. ‘The plan was mine. I built the nest’ she said ‘To hatch the cuckoo. Rise!’ and stooped to updrag Melissa: she, half on her ... ...emember love ourself In our sweet youth; we did not rate him then This red-hot iron to be shaped with blows. Y ou talk almost like Ida: ~she~ can tal...

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...he continued, in a monotonous murmur. “Where are the rolls? Here they are. Hot rolls are bad for my di- gestion—I ought to eat bread. I think I eat to... ...the same direction. As they passed, the captain was saying: “—jumped on my hatches, and says we’ll make it an international affair. That didn’t—” A pa... ... touch it!” he exclaimed, drawing back from the money as though it was red-hot. “Y es, you will,” she told him. “I’ve been saving it up for you, Condy... ...e golden Chinese balcony, their morn- ings on the lake, calm and still and hot. Forever and forever they had said good-by to that life. Already the su...

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...l, the day passed fairly well. We had the porridge cold again at noon, and hot porridge at night; porridge and small beer was my uncle’s diet. He spok... ...to-night.” “Captain Hoseason,” returned my uncle, “you keep your room unco hot.” “It’s a habit I have, Mr. Balfour,” said the skipper. “I’m a cold-rif... ... blood, sir. There’s 36 Kidnapped neither fur, nor flannel — no, sir, nor hot rum, will warm up what they call the temperature. Sir, it’s the same wi... ...stores; there was a second store-room un- derneath, which you entered by a hatchway in the middle of the deck; indeed, all the best of the meat and dr... ... heard them tumble one upon another into the fore- castle, and clap-to the hatch upon the top. The round-house was like a shambles; three were dead in... ...ook off his brogues from his feet, like a man about to rest. I was now red-hot. “Ha!” said I, “have you no more English?” He said impudently, “No.” At... ... out a little, and then returned and sat down. “Well,” said he, “yon was a hot burst, David.” I said nothing, nor so much as lifted my face. I had see...

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... is my sword?” “Nay, Gaston,” said Eustace, “that must not be. See how the hot sunbeams lie across that hill between us and the 39 Yo n g e Prince’s ... ...is heavy helmet, which had become much heated during his hasty ride in the hot sun. “No news of the truant?” asked Gaston. “Who but you would have tho... ...lages through which they passed, the men called loudly for liquor; but the hot, fiery Spanish wine was, as Eustace had already been cautioned by Fathe... ... beggars, palmers, mendicant friars of all orders, pressing to the buttery-hatch, where they received the dole of bread, meat, and ale, from the hands... ..., “if I remember right, you had thrown off your helmet, say- ing it was as hot as a copper cauldron; and besides, our good Knight, when he said those ... ...urning to Fulk, “that this may be misrepresented. These young warriors are hot and fiery, and this young Knight, they say, has succeeded to all his br...

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...side our glass. It was running—it was boiling—like snow into which a white-hot rod is thrust. What had been solid air had suddenly at the touch of the... ...s and rebound- ing from banks, faster and faster, westward into the white- hot boiling tumult of the lunar day. Clutching at one another we spun about... ...hem showed a minute line of yellowish green, thrusting outward to meet the hot encouragement of the newly-risen sun. For a moment that was all, and th... ...little pressure. It was blow- ing I round the crater, as it seemed, to the hot illuminated side from the foggy darkness under the sunward wall. It was... ...oken to the distant cliffs, the still dark sky was empty overhead, and the hot sun hung and burned. And through it all, a warning, a threat, throbbed ... ... the farther trunks the white ribs were showing. It was the sound of their hatchets that made that chid, chid. Some way away a thing like a trolley ca... ...le-supported planks, and then I saw that the planks and supports and their hatchets were really of the same leaden hue as my fetters had seemed—before... ...nd waited for that something to appear. “Just look at those chaps with the hatchets again,” I said. “They’re all right,” said Cavor. I took a sort of ... ...o intimidate them, and rushed to meet them. T wo of them missed with their hatch- ets, and the rest fled incontinently. Then the two also were sprinti...

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...to such a delightful cave, in which he and Patience had so often played on hot days. It had been their secret, and a kind of palace to them. They had ... ...ride, and then there was such a delicious steam coming up from the buttery hatch as was enough to melt away all nonsense of that sort from a hungry la... ...o! I must to my colours again, or Sir George and my lady might make it too hot to hold you here. Hollo, young one, Stead Kenton, eh? Didst find thy b... ...se last days as though evil were being concerted. I would that good Master Hatcham were here.” “Poor lad. Let him alone. ’Tis hard he should not get o... ...Breakneck Hill be sore for horseflesh.” 113 Yo n g e “I’d fain see Master Hatcham,” said the smith, scratching his head. Stead had meantime been list... ...ead married and that little flighty, light-headed wench made the place too hot to hold her. What would she do then? “Come and help you nurse the folk,... ...use, for Cromwell was fixing himself in his seat; and every en- deavour to hatch a scheme against him was frustrated, and led to the flight or death o... ... the authorities, fined and threatened for permitting Royalist plots to be hatched in his house. He had been angered by the younger Ayliffe’s riotous ...

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... good God can make us strong, as He made the young girl who sat in the red-hot chair. We saw her pic- ture, and it was dreadful. Do read about her, Mo... ...not noble to be a martyr?’ she asked. ‘Oh!’ cried Ulysse; ‘to sit in a red-hot chair! It would be worse than to be thrown off a rock! But there are no... ... Mediterranean ports. It resulted in four men being placed on guard at the hatch- way leading to the cabin, while all the rest, including Arthur, Hebe... ...ed overboard? No; a sharp blow showed him that he had only fallen down the hatchway, and after lying still a moment, he heard the voices of Lanty and ... ...while my poor lady that is a saint in heaven— ’ and he, too, shed tears of hot grief and indignation, recov- ering enough to warn Victorine by no mean... ...ged me for his little negro boy; and we got into the boat, and it was very hot, and oh! I am so thirsty. And now M. Arture will take me to Monsieur mo... ...struck, and where he had saved the two children as they were washed up the hatchway. He saw the rock where the other three had clung, and where he had... ... among these lawless savages.’ ‘No! But we don’t throw the helve after the hatchet, my lad! All you can do is to take this epistle to the French Con- ...

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... immense silence of the world. His eyes closed, his head hung low over the hot brass of the binnacle top. Suddenly he stood up with a jerk and said sh... ...aist of the brig, in the narrow spars that were lashed on each side of the hatchway, he could see a group of men squat- ting in a circle around a wood... ...enough to change the sun into a mere glowing red disc, a disc vertical and hot, rolling down to the edge of the horizontal and cold-looking disc of th... ...d to care what he would do. Jaffir with eight others quartered on the main hatch, looked to each other’s wounds and conversed interminably in low tone... ..., who had waited, sleep- ing little at night, and in the day watching with hot eyes the empty water at the foot of the sky for you.” Immada murmured, ... ...n was based on purely moral grounds. The glaring day, like a mass of white-hot iron withdrawn from the fire, was losing gradually its heat and its gla... ...went to see Tengga. I found him by the shore trimming a plank with a small hatchet while a slave held an umbrella over his head. He is amusing himself... ... his head. He is amusing himself in building a boat just now. He threw his hatchet down to meet me and led me by the hand to a shady spot. He told me ... ...rd from the woods as if calling to the oncoming night. Lingard’s face grew hot in the deep- ening dusk. The delicate lemon yellow and ethereal green t...

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...d was ready and unembar rassed by hampering bedclothes, for the weather was hot and we hadn’t any. Suddenly that native rose at the bedside, and bent... ... and stepped out of sight and hearing. It was Pembroke Howard. What could be hatching? Howard said, with great satisfaction: “Everything’s right and r... ... day, nearly. Perfect, for the distance—fifteen yards. No wind—not a breath; hot and still.” “All good; all first rate. Here, Pembroke, read this, and... ...up, en dey ‘uz jes one plank out, en I step’ ‘board de boat. It ‘uz pow’ful hot, deckhan’s en roustabouts ‘uz sprawled aroun’ asleep on de fo’cas’l’,... ...n The Tragedy of Pudd nhead Wilson - Mark Twain 104 de ole watchman, Billy Hatch, he ‘uz a noddin’ on de com panionway;—en I knowed ‘em all; en, la...

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... wakefulness on my part, and we left their eggs in the sand for the sun to hatch; and we ran away from them, and baffled them by constantly turning, w... ...hospitable manner, Mr. Peggotty went out to wash himself in a kettleful of hot water, remark- ing that cold would never get his muck off . He soon re... ...is in common with the lobsters, crabs, and crawfish, that it went into the hot water very black, and came out very red. After tea, when the door was s... ...f to sleep. I was awoke by somebody saying Here he is! and uncovering my hot head. My mother and Peggotty had come to look for me, and it was one of... ...he was gone; and the door was locked outside; and I was lying, fevered and hot, and torn, and sore, and raging in my puny way, upon the floor. How wel... ...e in. These thoughts, and a hundred other such thoughts, turned me burning hot, and made me giddy with apprehension and dis- may. I was in the height ...

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...above the alms-box. It was the evening of a summer day which had been very hot. The choir practice was just over, and the boys came out trooping and c... .... He was not free. He had an old uncle, General Egremont, who was sick and hot-tempered, and he was obliged to keep everything secret from him, and th... ....’ ‘We shall manage now,’ cried Mark; ‘we have found some iron bars to the hatch down there. But you must prepare for a shock or two before you can be... ...Nuttie was very angry , though she was shocked at the burn- ing colour and hot tears that she beheld as, half choked, her mother said: ‘Oh, my dear, m... ...rs too, is to your father.’ ‘Whatever he tells us?’ demanded Nuttie, still hot and angry. ‘I did not say that,’ returned her mother gently, ‘but you k... ...r at Bridgefield. Not that there was an excessive amount of actual gaiety. Hot rooms and late hours were soon found not to agree with Mrs. Egremont. S... ...ter mind he was seized on by his stepmother to pro- pound a scheme she had hatched, namely that, as a mutual benefit, Nurse Poole should be allowed th...