1 They had also their long staves in hand.
2 The nails were long and fine, and cut to a sharp point.
3 Before long they streamed away singly, licking their lips.
4 All day long we seemed to dawdle through a country which was full of beauty of every kind.
5 A key was turned with the loud grating noise of long disuse, and the great door swung back.
6 They wore high boots, with their trousers tucked into them, and had long black hair and heavy black moustaches.
7 They were driven by a tall man, with a long brown beard and a great black hat, which seemed to hide his face from us.
8 As he swept his long arms, as though brushing aside some impalpable obstacle, the wolves fell back and back further still.
9 I am sorry that I had to be away so long to-day; but you will, I know, forgive one who has so many important affairs in hand.
10 He lashed the horses unmercifully with his long whip, and with wild cries of encouragement urged them on to further exertions.
11 Within, stood a tall old man, clean shaven save for a long white moustache, and clad in black from head to foot, without a single speck of colour about him anywhere.
12 He held in his hand an antique silver lamp, in which the flame burned without chimney or globe of any kind, throwing long quivering shadows as it flickered in the draught of the open door.
13 I long to go through the crowded streets of your mighty London, to be in the midst of the whirl and rush of humanity, to share its life, its change, its death, and all that makes it what it is.
14 The room was the same, unchanged in any way since I came into it; I could see along the floor, in the brilliant moonlight, my own footsteps marked where I had disturbed the long accumulation of dust.
15 I was not sleepy, as the long sleep yesterday had fortified me; but I could not help experiencing that chill which comes over one at the coming of the dawn, which is like, in its way, the turn of the tide.
16 On this were sure to be seated quite a group of home-coming peasants, the Cszeks with their white, and the Slovaks with their coloured, sheepskins, the latter carrying lance-fashion their long staves, with axe at end.
17 I could not see any cause for it, for the howling of the wolves had ceased altogether; but just then the moon, sailing through the black clouds, appeared behind the jagged crest of a beetling, pine-clad rock, and by its light I saw around us a ring of wolves, with white teeth and lolling red tongues, with long, sinewy limbs and shaggy hair.
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