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Marsden was eagerly assured that there was no danger of the English being killed and eaten, since the Maori flesh was much sweeter, because the whites ate so much salt. There was as yet no convert, but Mr.
Fandor seized them eagerly, but after a single glance he could not repress a movement of impatience. "These idiots," he growled to himself, "always bring me the Hesse-Weimar papers, and I don't know a confounded word of German. What I would like to get hold of is a copy of La Capitale."
I don't want to start out with Goethe and Schiller. I asked the German minister, and he gave a list of religious books, but that isn't what we want, either." Frieda's eyes shone. "Please let me make you a list," she said eagerly. "And I have two or three books in my trunk which I would gladly give, O, gladly." Algernon's pleasure was as great as her own. "That would be simply bully!
It was the tiniest of parlours, but not ill-furnished, and the moment she had dragged forward a chair for me, after the manner of the country hostess, and had made sure that the door was close shut, she drew a small 'rocker' close to my own seat and began eagerly: 'I've had an adventer to-day, a reg'lar story-book sort of one.
"Well! it's sure to be more than two shillings if it's German wool. You might get it for eighteenpence if you could be content with English." "But I've not got eighteenpence," said Bessy, gloomily. "I could lend it you," said Mrs. Foster, "if I was sure of having it back before Monday. But it's part of my rent-money. Could you make sure, do you think?" "Oh, yes!" said Bessy, eagerly.
"I cannot open the gate, good Father, You must aid me to escape from this place," she cried, eagerly, her breast thumping like a hammer. There was no interruption, and she could have shrieked with triumph when, five minutes later, the priest bade her be of good cheer and to have confidence in him. He would come for her on the next night but one, and she should be freed.
Charlie Christian and Matt Quintal chancing, curiously enough, to be near Sally and Bessy, overheard the whisper, and for the first time each received a painful stab from the green-eyed demon, jealousy. But the children did not whisper their comments. They crowded round the seaman eagerly.
For myself all places were alike to me, provided I was with Count Saxe or with Francezka. I hoped eagerly that Francezka would send for me, knowing that would mean some clue to Gaston Cheverny, but she did not. I had from her three letters, however, in which her soul shone forth. In the spring of 1738 we were at Paris again.
After the boats, my lads!" shouted Mr Spry. "D'Arcy, do you board the barque. See if any assistance is required, and if not, pull for the schooner." It took me but a short time to find myself alongside the barque, while the rest of our party were in chase of the strange boats. So eagerly were those on board looking out at the chase, that they did not observe me step on board.
McGowan?" "I was born there. But I don't remember anything about the place, as we moved away when I was a mere lad. I've often heard my father speak about it. He was a trader there in the early days." "May I see your father to-night?" asked Harold eagerly. "He may be able to save me a trip over. Where does he live?" "He is not living. He and Mother both died a few years after coming to America.
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