1 "Take a turn," he said quietly to the man.
2 So saying, he turned and walked quietly forward.
3 When there is no pain I have perfect peace and quiet.
4 "I have seen and heard nothing, believe me," I said quietly.
5 It knew only itself and the vastness and profundity of the quiet and the dark.
6 He was clad in a blue uniform, and I remember noting how trim and quiet he was.
7 And for the space of several minutes he lay there, quiet, indulging his grotesque fancy.
8 Though the novelty had not yet worn off, the peaceful comportment of the seals had quieted my alarm.
9 And that the strength in me had quieted her and given her confidence, filled me with an exultant joy.
10 We lay in the midst of an unearthly quiet, while all about us were signs and omens of oncoming sound and movement.
11 He smoked his cigar and looked on quietly till the thing was accomplished, and then paced aft by my side along the weather poop.
12 Jock Horner, quiet as was his way, gave no sign; but the blood surged darkly across Smoke's forehead, and he half opened his mouth to speak.
13 There was more cursing, and a mocking laugh, and when all was quiet I stole outside and found a heavy knife imbedded over an inch in the solid wood.
14 And so, exalted, upborne by a sense of power, I turned my back on the howling inferno and climbed to the deck, where the fog drifted ghostly through the night and the air was sweet and pure and quiet.
15 I, who had lived my life in quiet places, only to enter at the age of thirty-five upon a course of the most irrational adventure I could have imagined, never had more incident and excitement crammed into any forty hours of my experience.
16 It sounded like the gurgling of a brook over mossy stones in some quiet dell, and the crooning song of it lured me away and out of myself till I was no longer Hump the cabin-boy, nor Van Weyden, the man who had dreamed away thirty-five years among books.
17 Encouragement and advice were freely tendered, and Jock Horner, the quiet, self-spoken hunter who looked as though he would not harm a mouse, advised me to leave the ribs alone and to thrust upward for the abdomen, at the same time giving what he called the "Spanish twist" to the blade.
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