1 All the blood went out of her face for terror.
2 Words could not paint the terror that came over him as he realized all this.
3 As a result of this, little Stanislovas conceived a terror of the cold that was almost a mania.
4 Then his look turned toward Ona, who stood close to his side, and he saw the wide look of terror in her eyes.
5 The family, wild with terror, sent for a doctor, and paid half a dollar to be told that there was nothing to be done.
6 He learned to find his way about and to take all the miracles and terrors for granted, to work without hearing the rumbling and crashing.
7 So they went home, with a deadly terror gnawing at their souls; and that evening Jurgis came home and heard their story, and that was the end.
8 Raw, naked terror possessed him, a maddening passion that would never leave him, and that wore him down more quickly than the actual want of food.
9 The men were called up first, and reprimanded in a bunch, and then dismissed; but, Jurgis, to his terror, was called separately, as being a suspicious-looking case.
10 And all the men of the same rank were pitted against each other; the accounts of each were kept separately, and every man lived in terror of losing his job, if another made a better record than he.
11 It would come, and it would come; a grisly thing, a specter born in the black caverns of terror; a power primeval, cosmic, shadowing the tortures of the lost souls flung out to chaos and destruction.
12 Also one night a strange man caught little Kotrina by the arm and tried to persuade her into a dark cellar-way, an experience which filled her with such terror that she was hardly to be kept at work.
13 Out of regions of wonder it streamed, the very river of life; and the soul leaped up at the sight of it, fled back upon it, swift and resistless, back into far-off lands, where beauty and terror dwell.
14 So often this mood would come to Ona, in the nighttime, when something wakened her; she would lie, afraid of the beating of her own heart, fronting the blood-red eyes of the old primeval terror of life.
15 They were pitiable in their helplessness; above all things they stood in deadly terror of any sort of person in official uniform, and so whenever they saw a policeman they would cross the street and hurry by.
16 He let her cry away her tears; and then, because it was nearly eight o'clock, and they would lose another hour if they delayed, he left her at the packing house door, with her ghastly white face and her haunted eyes of terror.
17 As for the poor office employees, they did their best, moved to it by terror; thirty of them had been "fired" in a bunch that first morning for refusing to serve, besides a number of women clerks and typewriters who had declined to act as waitresses.
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