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RudeRude means crude or rough in form of workmanship; barbarous or ignorant; lacking refinement, culture, or elegance; discourteous; unmannerly; rough, violent, or harsh; discordant; having or showing little skill or development; or imprecise.(From the Jargon File) When used to describe a computer program, rude means that the program was badly written; functionally poor, e.g., a program that is very difficult to use because of gratuitously poor (random?) design decisions (oppose cuspy[?]); or that the program manipulates a shared resource without regard for its other users in such a way as to cause a (non-fatal) problem. Examples: programs that change tty modes without resetting them on exit, or windowing programs that keep forcing themselves to the top of the window stack. Compare all-elbows. I was eager to be off, to make up by hard
in dread for some sounds of struggle down the roadway. But all remained
Sergeant's horse; and so anxious was I to economize time that I was
and he wheeled in at my side.html">side.
"No picket there, sir."
"Very well.html">well.html">well, Sergeant; when we come to the turn you are to ride a few
up for all this lost time."
I caught the motion of his hand.html">hand as it was lifted in salute.
"Very well, sir; here is the turn--to your right."
I could dimly distinguish the opening designated, and as we wheeled
another moment he had totally disappeared, and as I urged our reluctant
in the pounding of our own hoofs on the hard road.
It was like riding directly against a black wall, and far from
well made. Fortunately the horses followed the curves without mishap,
walls of rock on either hand made a somewhat denser shadow where they
mine, for every nerve was now strained to intensity as I spurred on my
rode, the unlucky chance which brought us such a burden on a night like
CHAPTER IV
A WOMAN WITH A TEMPER
shod hoofs now and then striking out sudden sparks of yellow flame from
lowering of the rocky barriers on either side, making the arch of sky
mountain wind beating against our faces and rustling the leaves of the
could make out her figure now, dim and indistinct as the outlines were
She was sitting firm and upright in the saddle; I even marked how, with
and with utter disregard of danger. Although I knew little of where. All is still licensed under the GNU FDL.
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