Such is the language in which I have addressed a halting friend-- halting, yet with his face toward the right path. If I have erred, enable me to see my error. Correct me, or confirm me. Farewell.英文原著 · 《Confessions of an Inquiring Spirit etc》
His self-control left him; he was halting in speech, and blundering he did not know where. Fumbling an empty bag at the hopper, he had not dared to look at the girl till he heard her move. She had risen, and was picking up her bag. The hard antagonism of her face calmed him instantly.英文原著 · 《A Cumberland Vendetta》
The curtain fell and the woman disappeared, but in a few minutes more an unheard-of thing happened--among the servants in the hall, the same old woman appeared making her way with a hurried fretfulness, and she descended haltingly the stone steps and came to his side where he sat on his black horse.英文原著 · 《A Lady of Quality》
Suddenly a voice rang brazenly through the tumult. It was not loud, but it was different. " Gentlemen! Gentlemen!'" Instantly there was a remarkable number of haltings, abrupt replacements, quick changes. Wainwright stood at the door of his recitation room, looking into the eyes of each member of the mob of three hundred. " said the mob. " Ssh! It's the Embassador!英文原著 · 《Active Service》
Feebly, haltingly, with a little sob: her forehead pressed against the cold iron seat, as if that could help her. She thought that even then God might reconsider it--see her point of view. Perhaps He would send her a sign. The ragged figure on the bench opposite opened its eyes, stared at her; then went to sleep again. A prowling cat paused to rub itself against her foot, but meeting no response, passed on. Through an open window, somewhere near, filtered the sound of a child's low whimpering. It was daylight when she awoke. She was cold and her limbs ached.英文原著 · 《All Roads Lead to Calvary》
There the little man knelt in the gloom of the winter's afternoon, a miserable penitent. His gray-flecked head was bowed upon his arms; his hands clutched the picture; and he prayed aloud in gasping, halting tones. "Gie me grace, O God! 'Father and mither baith,' ye said, Flora-- and I ha'na done it. But 'tis no too late--say it's no, lass. Tell me there's time yet, and say ye forgie me. I've tried to bear wi' him mony and mony a time. But he's vexed me, and set himself agin me, and stiffened my back, and ye ken hoo I was aye quick to tak' offence.英文原著 · 《Bob Son of Battle》