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"But no," said Jean Baptiste, with a sudden forward step, "I offer Cecile five hundred dollars"
"But no," said Jean Baptiste, with a sudden forward step, "I offer Cecile five hundred dollars"
"But no," said Jean Baptiste, with a sudden forward step, "I offer Cecile five hundred dollars"
(American, 1882 - 1945)

"But no," said Jean Baptiste, with a sudden forward step, "I offer Cecile five hundred dollars"

1909
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"But Jean Baptiste and Cecile were left to dreams more beautiful than most, for they were real"
"But Jean Baptiste and Cecile were left to dreams more beautiful than most, for they were real"
N.C. Wyeth
1909
Ten thousand dollars! Why, even one thousand dollars would keep him clothed, housed and fed for the few remaining years of his life and there would be enough left over to keep his old body out of Potter's Field. His hands trembled and the white fire of the diamonds flashed more temptingly.
Ten thousand dollars! Why, even one thousand dollars would keep him clothed, housed and fed for the few remaining years of his life and there would be enough left over to keep his old body out of Potter's Field. His hands trembled and the white fire of the diamonds flashed more temptingly.
N.C. Wyeth
1914
Five Dollar Bill
Five Dollar Bill
John Frederick Peto
ca. 1885
"One more step, Mr. Hands," said I, "and I'll blow your brains out"
"One more step, Mr. Hands," said I, "and I'll blow your brains out"
N.C. Wyeth
1911
"Stand away from that girl!" repeated de Spain harshly, backing the words with a step forward.
"Stand away from that girl!" repeated de Spain harshly, backing the words with a step forward.
N.C. Wyeth
1915
And Lawless, keeping half a step in front of his companion and holding his head forward like a hunting-dog upon the scent, . . . studied out their path
And Lawless, keeping half a step in front of his companion and holding his head forward like a hunting-dog upon the scent, . . . studied out their path
N.C. Wyeth
1916
I ran aft to the clear space abaft the funnel, and there I found the spiggoties shtandin', holdin' a council av war. I fired into the thick av them and had five av them down when that thievin' engineer come sneakin' up behind me and shtruck me on the back av the head wit' a monkey wrench
I ran aft to the clear space abaft the funnel, and there I found the spiggoties shtandin', holdin' a council av war. I fired into the thick av them and had five av them down when that thievin' engineer come sneakin' up behind me and shtruck me on the back av the head wit' a monkey wrench
N.C. Wyeth
1914
The man with the hatful of cards picked a hand out of his reserves, put the hat on his head and raised Bill a hundred. Bill came back with a raise of two hundred, and as the other covered it he shoved a pistol into his face observing: "I'm calling the hand that is in your hat."
The man with the hatful of cards picked a hand out of his reserves, put the hat on his head and raised Bill a hundred. Bill came back with a raise of two hundred, and as the other covered it he shoved a pistol into his face observing: "I'm calling the hand that is in your hat."
N.C. Wyeth
1916
I step nearer and see a pistol under the seat and another pistol alongside him. I have a nidea o' grabing one o' them.
I step nearer and see a pistol under the seat and another pistol alongside him. I have a nidea o' grabing one o' them.
N.C. Wyeth
1919
The Siege of the Round-House It came all of a sudden when it did, with a rush of feet and a roar, and then a shout from Alan
The Siege of the Round-House
It came all of a sudden when it did, with a rush of feet and a roar, and then a shout from Alan
N.C. Wyeth
1913
From the girl's revolver leaped forth a sudden spurt of smoke and flame
From the girl's revolver leaped forth a sudden spurt of smoke and flame
Dean Cornwell
1919
The White Company Day was already breaking in the east, and Sir Nigel's company, three hundred strong, were on their way for the defile.
The White Company
Day was already breaking in the east, and Sir Nigel's company, three hundred strong, were on their way for the defile.
N.C. Wyeth
1922