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Of the entire party but five men had escaped unhurt, but none of the hurts were more serious than Houten's flesh wound unless the arrow that Gordon still carried neatly spiked between two ribs proved serious. But Bill Blunt thought not, and Houten produced his medical and surgical kit from the launch in order that Bill's assertion might be tested.
Old John was too absorbed in his own affairs to bother himself at these evening journeyings, although, in his careless way, he noticed how frequent a visitor at the ranch Bill had lately become. Still, he made no objection. If his niece saw fit to encourage these visits he would not interfere. In his eyes the girl could do no wrong.
'Poor fellow! said Nancy, who still had her face turned towards the quarter in which the bell had sounded. 'Oh, Bill, such fine young chaps as them! 'Yes; that's all you women think of, answered Sikes. 'Fine young chaps! Well, they're as good as dead, so it don't much matter. With this consolation, Mr.
A bill founded on his views was passed in the Parliament of 1842, "providing for a material diminution in the amount of the import duties on the several kinds of foreign grain."
And I said to my husband, Timothy, says I, 'tis a very hard thing for one to ruin one's self for stranger people There's Doctor Fathom, says I, his account comes to nine-and-forty pounds seven shillings and fourpence halfpenny; and you know, doctor, that was before your last bill began.
Not understanding what he meant, I simply gazed at him, and he went on to say that he would be glad to let me have two hundred ducats if I would kindly give him a bill on St. Petersburg for roubles to that amount.
'For business? inquired the Jew. 'For business, replied Sikes; 'so say what you've got to say. 'About the crib at Chertsey, Bill? said the Jew, drawing his chair forward, and speaking in a very low voice. 'Yes. Wot about it? inquired Sikes. 'Ah! you know what I mean, my dear, said the Jew. 'He knows what I mean, Nancy; don't he? 'No, he don't, sneered Mr. Sikes.
And she wanted him, longed for him, if only so that she could make amends. She easily found Courvoiseur, a tall, spare Frenchman, past middle age. Yes, he could deliver a message to Bill Wagstaff; that is, he could send a man. Bill Wagstaff was in the Klappan Range. "But if he should have left there?" Hazel suggested uneasily.
Then Miss Tranter turned into the bar, and before shutting it up paused, and surveyed her three lodgers critically. "So you pretend to be all miserably poor, and yet you actually collect what you call a 'fund' for the old tramp upstairs who's a perfect stranger to you!" she said "Rascals that you are!" Bill Bush looked sheepish. "Only halfpence, Miss," he explained.
"Wait one moment, though," advised the stranger, stepping between Dick and Bert. "Here, young man!" "What's this?" Bert demanded, as the stranger forced something into one of his hands. "It's the two-dollar bill you handed me," replied he of the stubby moustache. "I reckon that I made a mistake in taking it." "Aren't you on my side any longer?" gasped Bert, in utter astonishment.
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