Her laugh, too, was high, and perhaps a little
strident, but there was a lively intelligence in it.
At one moment the rush and the soaring swing of speed; the next a crash, and death, stillness - a moment of horrible immobility, with the song of the wind changed to a
strident wail, and the heavy waters boiling up menacing and sluggish around the corpse.
The ages remember me, and the poets sing my praise in immortal verse!" The
strident wheels turned at the far end of the room and came back.
Soon, with one arm around her, she managed to win the first diminution in the
strident, atrocious, unceasing scream.
"Ma," she shouted suddenly, in her shrill,
strident treble, "I see Martin comin'."
In the bare dining-room of the inn, which he had hoped they would have to themselves, they found a
strident party of innocent-looking young men and women--school-teachers on a holiday, the landlord told them--and Archer's heart sank at the idea of having to talk through their noise.
Hardly had we done so, when from the pool, about a hundred yards off, we heard the
strident trumpeting of an elephant.
The bluff
strident words struck the note sailors understood, and they cheered him lustily.
As he listened to her, there rang in the ears of his memory the harsh cries of barbarian women and of hags, and, in lesser degrees of harshness, the
strident voices of working women and of the girls of his own class.
At the sound of his
strident, angry cries there was movement in the huddled bundle upon the deck.
It was a landscape of Bocklin's beside a landscape of Leader's,
strident and ill-considered, but quivering into supernatural life.
Next, after remaining in this condition for an hour or two (this I remarked on two occasions when Blanche had gone out for the day--probably to see Albert), he would begin to look about him, and to grow uneasy, and to hurry about with an air as though he had suddenly remembered something, and must try and find it; after which, not perceiving the object of his search, nor succeeding in recalling what that object had been, he would as suddenly relapse into oblivion, and continue so until the reappearance of Blanche--merry, wanton, half-dressed, and laughing her
strident laugh as she approached to pet him, and even to kiss him (though the latter reward he seldom received).