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I desire also to understand these Islanders, of whom, it appears, you know so much more than I. And if you do me the honour to take luncheon with me " Here he broke off, to ring at the bell-pull. "But I warn you I am tenacious as well as curious, and shall demand to know a little more of my lecturer." He turned and stood blinking. Vashti had disappeared. The room was empty.
"At four o'clock in the afternoon? Do you want me to be sick?" "Good heavens, no!" cried Septimus. "Do come in and I'll give you anything you like." He put his hand again on the bell-pull. A hasty exclamation from Sypher checked his impulse. "I say, don't do that again. If you'll open the front door for me," he added, "I may be able to get inside."
The big car slid to a standstill beside it with a scrape of tires in the dust. "A moment," said the old baron, as Herr Haase lifted his hand to the iron bell-pull that hung beside the gate. "Who are we? What names have you given, Von Wetten? Schmidt and Meyer or something more fanciful?" "Much more fanciful, Excellenz." Von Wetten allowed himself a smile.
Yet that same evening she had an idea which solved the rebuilding of Gopher Prairie. Within ten minutes she was jerking the old-fashioned bell-pull of Luke Dawson. Mrs. Dawson opened the door and peered doubtfully about the edge of it. Carol kissed her cheek, and frisked into the lugubrious sitting-room. "Well, well, you're a sight for sore eyes!" chuckled Mr.
It was a large mansion, and we could see lights glimmering in the ground-floor; but it was gaily lit up aloft. The house itself stood back about twenty feet from the street, from which it was separated by an iron railing. We knocked at the outer gate, but no one answered. At length our black guide found out a bell-pull, and presently the clang of a bell resounded throughout the mansion.
Those on the ground floor were heavily boarded up, those above, though glazed, boasted neither blinds nor curtains. Cragmire Tower showed not the slightest evidence of tenancy. We mounted three steps and stood before a tremendously massive oaken door. An iron bell-pull, ancient and rusty, hung on the right of the door, and Smith, giving me an odd glance, seized the ring and tugged it.
As the inspector advanced to the bell-pull a head was thrust out of the open window immediately above the street door. "Who are you?" inquired the owner of the head in a voice which I recognised as that of Mr. Jellicoe. "I am Inspector Badger, of the Criminal Investigation Department. I wish to see Mr. Arthur Jellicoe." "Then look at me. I am Mr. Arthur Jellicoe."
In the winter murk there is a look of Thackeray about the place as though the Sedleys or the Osbornes might be his neighbors. If there were a crest above his bell-pull he might even expect Becky Sharp in for tea. Now that Spring is here When the sun set last night it was still winter.
A bell-pull, as rusty as the railings outside, depended by the jamb. Captain Jemmy tugged at it. It was noteworthy that whenever any effort had to be put forth, however small, the tall man stepped forward and the hunchback looked on. It was Captain Jemmy, for instance, who had, a moment before, pushed back the gate.
I had reaped an actor's reward, the success of a counterfeit passion displayed at the cost of five francs paid at the theatre door. I had drawn tears from her. "'If I had known she said. "'Do not finish the sentence, I broke in. 'Even now I love you well enough to murder you "She reached for the bell-pull. I burst into a roar of laughter. "'Do not call any one, I said.
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