Were prosecutor and defender today any more concerned with truth than those bumbling muscle-men?
Had I been content with her original limitation I'd still bebumbling around trying to interest Farmer Hicks in some Metamorphizer for his hay.
Satisfying myself Consolidated Pemmican was bumbling along at its low level, I reluctantly prepared to resume Miss Francis' pump.
A boiling mass of luminescence churned, and a globe of light separated itself, rose, bumbling along the face of the weathered stone.
But I remember that the cackling hen and the bumbling bee and the laughing children seemed to get farther and farther away, the sounds becoming less and less distinct.
Finally the clumsy things would drop off and come bumbling back home, while the Platform's own rockets flared out their mile-long flames--and it headed up for emptiness.
When they get it as high as they can, they'll shoot their jatos, let go, and come bumbling back home.
But always it went forging steadily up on the strongest speed with a dependable, bumbling noise, never once faltering, though the Col di Tenda wasn't as steep a gradient as this.
The bridge officer took up the next slip from the pile of them, his voice the droning quality of a bee bumbling through sultry air: "Maizie Smith.
A summer-bug was bumbling against the ceiling; it dashed itself between Miss Hoag and her mirror, as she stood there breathing from the climb and looking back at herself with salt-bitten eyes, mouth twitching.
