So within this narrow gap, where shapeless things stirred and whimpered in the dark, Beltane leaned breathless upon his sword and looked down upon the watch-fires of Duke Ivo's great camp.

Then, he was quiet, save for an occasional, subdued whimper of fear.

Your locks are not thinned by this dreadful smallpox; nor your poor face scarredis it, my angel?" Frank began to shout and whimper at the idea of such a misfortune, for from the very earliest time the young lord had been taught by his mother to admire his own beauty; and esteemed it very highly.

We have fathers sitting in the house at mid-day, silent and glum, while children look wistfully about, and sometimes whimper for bread which they cannot have.

Among them were several women, one of whom sought a cure for her sick child, whimpering over the symptoms of his malady.

All the rest of that night she whimpered with pain.

Laid on the floor of the main hospital itself, some screamed or moaned, some whimpered like sick children, especially in their sleep, some lay quiet, with glazed eyes out of which sight was passing.

" "Suffering to beat the band, but not a whimper out of him.

And as Robinson told him of the second crime he sank back in his chair again, whimpering from time to time.

YouIYou been too good, Blutch, to a girl likelike I was for me to let out a whimper about anything.

Clear around the corral she walked, her great, hand-like feet falling as silently as the leaf shadows that splashed one whole corner and danced all over her back when she passed that way; back to the pen where her two cubs whimpered against the bars, and watched her wishfully with pert little tiltings of their heads.

And still whimpering to his fat little enemy of the green meadow how sorry he was that he had chased him, he snuggled close up to Pipoonaskoos and in time went to sleep.

Fenris came whimpering toward him.

It is frequently found in what appears to be a healthy lot of puppies that some of them begin to whine and whimper towards the end of the first day, and in such cases the writer's experience is that there will be a speedy burial.

Once Big Foot came whimpering into camp with porcupine quills in his nose.

She was whimpering beside her mother, and when she saw that mamma had waked up, she shrilled consolingly: "It's going to be all well in a minute.