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Ojo wondered if Scraps had stopped screaming, or if the folds of the leaf prevented his hearing her.
Suddenly the whole leaf toppled and fell, carrying the boy with it, and while he sprawled at full length the folds slowly relaxed and set him free.
The goatherd gave the goat which he held by the horns a couple of slaps on the back, saying, "Lie down here beside me, Spotty, for we have time enough to return to our fold.
At nightfall he drove his flock back to the fold, saw that the gate was secure and retired to his cave for refreshment and for dreams.
It is kind of thee, O Hastur," so he prayed, "to give me mountains so near to my dwelling and my fold that I and my sheep can escape the angry torrents; but the rest of the world thou must thyself deliver in some way that I know not of, or I will no longer worship thee.
In the demands of the hour he forgot his disappointment, drove his sheep to the fold and repairing to the place of worship poured out his heart in gratitude to Hastur for permitting him to save his flock, then retired to his cave and slept.
The sheep were bleating in terror, for the rising waters had invaded their fold.
In that happy bygone time, I was taught to keep my hair tidy at all hours of the day and night, and to fold up every article of my clothing carefully, in the same order, on the same chair, in the same place at the foot of the bed, before retiring to rest.
On the other hand, I have continued to fold my clothes, and to keep my little diary.
He placed it on the table, opened the last fold only, and kept his hand on the rest.
Since then, researchers have determined the structures of several proteins that also have beta-helix folds.
But even the expanses of absolute darkness are inhabited by barely perceptible streaks that t urn out to be the folds of the curtain, and within the austerity of the image these folds maintain the possibility of a kind of voluptuousness (one might think of James Welling's photographs of folded fabric) that sustains the instantaneity of the moment and submits it to desire, that is, to narrative.