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Keep it, Thomas, as a gift; it is bought and paid for. Sister, your arm." "Have I done well, Emlyn?" Bolle asked, as he tightened the girths. "I don't know," she answered, looking at him sideways. "You played the cur at first, leaving us to burn for your sins, but afterwards, well, you found the wits you say you never lost.
One of these knights of the razor, living also in Front street, when going to and from a fashionable boarding-house in the vicinity, was not unfrequently assailed by a small cur who often took him by the heels when hurrying along.
"But it hasn't," groaned Rupert. "At least, of course, it's in connection with that. But I've come to try and tell you the truth something you don't know and never will know if I don't tell you. And Heaven help me! I'm such a cur I don't know how to get through with it." That reached Mordaunt, stirring him to activity almost against his will.
He has used a detective, the mean little cur, and he's treating me like the dirt under his feet! Just as though it were one thing for a man, and another quite for a woman! He even had the nerve to be mad, to get on a high horse, call me names! Turn me! turn me out on the street!" Deborah winced as though from a blow. "Oh, it was funny, funny!" Laura was almost sobbing now. "Stop, this minute!"
"It is a lie!" roared Sir Charles Bassett from the door of the grand jury room. "Silence in the court!" The Judge. Who made that unseemly remark? Sir Charles. I did, my lord. My wife never corresponded with the cur. The Plaintiff. It is only one insult more, gentlemen, and as false as the rest. Permit me, my lord. My own counsel would never have put the question.
He's a brute, not a man; a dog, I tell you; a cur, a regular cur; that's what he is! 'How is it they don't make complaints of him? 'I dare say, the master'd be pleased! There's no arrears; so what does he care? Yes, you'd better, he added, after a brief pause; 'I should advise you to complain! No, he'd let you know ... yes, you'd better try it on.... No, he'd let you know....
A cur sniffed at every tree, and hunted for fragments from the kitchens, but I did not see a single human being, and I felt listless and disheartened. What could I do with myself?
"Houston, there's one thing I want to say to you, for you've been good to me, that's this; look out for Haight; he's no friend of yours, and I guess you're sharp enough to know it, but maybe you don't know what a sneaking, cowardly cur he is; look out for him!" "Thank you, Morgan, I will."
"Have you anything to do with the house?" panted Jimmy at last. "Because we're using it just now." He gulped. "And I'm ah keeping cave." "All right," said Penfentenyou, and shut the hall door. "Jimmy, you unspeakable blackguard, Jimmy, you cur! You coward!" Giussieppe's saying something we don't understand." Jimmy listened and interpreted between hiccups.
"I always drive with one of these" he said, half apologetically, as I thought "they are so handy on the road for the cur dogs, when you have setters with you they plague your life out else. Have you the pistol-case in, Tim, for I don't see it?" "All raight, sur," answered he, not over well pleased, as it seemed, that it should even be suspected that he could have forgotten any thing "All raight!"
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