We rode over a creaky bridge, Jan's horse refusing, so he went through the river, and out into the new road which is being made to Ipek.
His knees felt weak, and out of the past he heard a creaky voice say, ".
There was always the scuffling of Merlin's feet, and now and again the old man's creaky voice rose in weird incantations.
Across the dirt floor I dashed, grabbed the creaky door and jerked it open.
Unfortunately, my uninvited guest had the same thought, for as I sprang for the opening, I bumped into him, and the creaky slab door banged shut, leaving the cabin blacker than ever.
How such a creaky person came to be a bath-chair man I could not think, but it may be that he wanted to stay in Buxton for the sake of the loose gas which could be had for nothing, and that bath-chairing was all he could get to do.
There is going to be an election here in a few days, and this morning Jone and me hobbled into the village--that is, he hobbled in body, and I did in mind to think of his going along like a creaky wheelbarrow.
Creaky indeed they were, for they made a noise almost as loud as a railway break; but what was even worse was that the Yankee had failed to inform Mole of the fact that the "new patent" etc.
He sank into a creaky rocker, and rapped the arm idly with his pipe-bowl, conscious that Charles hovered over him as though fearful that he might escape.
Her apparent languor as she swung in the old creaky chair had belied what was evidently her more natural manner.
So holding each other very close and carrying a lantern high above their heads they went across the quiet courtyard up the creakywooden stairs to Fritz's room.
Amour, cramped and disgusted in his creaky luncheon basket, was travelling away in the darkness to the heart of the Ardennes.
At the piano the timid, short-sighted Mr. Mellon took his seat, after a good deal of adjustment of the creaky piano-stool.
Every rusty hinge and loose board and creaky joint seemed to contribute to this dismal music.
A creaky old windmill revolving to no purpose in that waste, because it had nothing else to do.
Consequently Creaky vigorously assailed them in turn, and the Krupp gun and the one-pound Maxim galloped from McMullen's farm to her assistance.
Creaky only fired one round, our snipers keeping her quiet; but sniping all round made things pretty lively.
The guns took no notice of Creaky after the first shot, but concentrated their attention on the trenches, leaving her to be soothed by musketry volleys.
Creaky was then re-loaded, and with her nose cocked high in the air, was apparently aimed in the direction of the planet Venus.
Creaky actually discovered about two miles down the Malmani Road.
A duel between our Nordenfeldt and Creaky began this afternoon, and has since been of daily occurrence, amidst the laughter and applause of the spectators.
He had, however, found Creaky in front of his position and about five miles due west of the town; what she proposes to do here time will show, but our end is pretty safe from her.
Creaky will fire a round or two, and probably stop till after breakfast, and that from 8.
It is their custom now to begin in the evening about 4, keep it up till dark, and then fire Creaky once from about 8.
Creaky commenced her ministrations by firing about forty shells and damaged property but hurt no one.
Indeed, Creaky elevated her muzzle once during the afternoon, which caused a certain amount of sensation, as we do not exactly trust our foes, and one shell in the crowd would have secured a good bag.
The old man made his way home, singing through the forest in his creaky old voice until he came near the little wooden house where he lived with the old woman.
And he went to the door of the hut, and there was sitting his old woman in a ragged dress, cleaning out a saucepan, and singing in a creaky old voice.
The visitor took one of two creaky wooden rockers that stood in the narrow space behind the balsam vines, and for a minute or two he sat without speech, fanning himself.
Five minutes later--or perhaps six--a procession moving cautiously, silently and in single file passed down the creaky stairs.
Under the friendly cover of darkness you ascended a steep flight of creaky wooden steps and when you had reached the first landing you knocked at a locked wooden door.
The violin would help a good deal--if it became a question of creaky floors!
The prospect of creaky floors and protesting boards was not a pleasant one.
There was a noise that appeared almost deafening--the loud talk and vacant laughter of drinking men, and a din of creaky fiddles and scraping boots and boisterous mirth.
Then came a nervous shuffling of boots on the creaky boards.
One evening we had played cards and Teddy had wished us good night, taken his candle and ascended the narrow creaky stairs, worn hollow by the tread of generations of farmers.
Of his own accord," Doctor Conrad came across the street and opened the creaky white gate.
In that month the major had seen but one or two of his fellow lodgers, slouching forms that passed him by in the gloom of the half-lighted hallways or on the creaky stairs.
Above and beside her creaky boots Aunt Hannah had a cheerful, incurable habit of slamming every door she passed through.
It was worse than creepy, creaky noises,--mercy, yes!
Illustration: It was worse than creepy, creaky noises] It came across the room.
The stranger demanded privacy when he fitted up the window, so Mr. Sladden remained outside the door at the top of a little flight of creaky stairs.
Mary never forgot the days of packed happiness when she sang over his crinkly head, in the creaky yellow rocker that had been her mother's.
I never think of Edwards without remembering the dark, creaky stairs in that boarding-house on Seventy-third Street.
The creakyfloors of Mrs. Vesey's house used to resound night and morning with the agonies of our gymnastics.
I knocked and entered so sharply that the door-bolt, a thin, creaky old thing, gave way.
Lease was lying on a bed close to the floor when we got to the top of the creaky stairs, which had threatened to come down with the Squire's weight and awkwardness.
Long after the rest of them were asleep she remained swinging in her creaky rocker, close to the lamp, her eyes glued to one of the cheap story papers upon which her romance-loving soul had fed for years.
When Janice had done this she came back to the kitchen, to find her aunt sitting in a creaky rocker in the middle of the unswept floor and with the dishes only half washed, deep in a cheap weekly story paper.
