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"An auto!" exclaimed Grace. "There isn't one near enough " began Will, when Grace cried: "Percy Falconer! There he comes!" The Deepdale johnny was coming down the road in his powerful machine. With all his faults he had the car in his favor, though he was not a skilled driver, and seldom could get anyone to venture out with him. "Hey, Percy! You're just in time!" "Over here!" "This way!"
'That was in December 1885, she said. 'Ah! said Mr. Semple contemplatively, 'then it must have been after little Edward Ogilvie's death, of course. 'I cannot tell you, said Lady Falconer, 'because, as I say, Mrs. Ogilvie never spoke of her loss.
"I wouldn't get many sodas if I depended on you," observed Grace, with pointed sarcasm. "Save me!" ejaculated Will, pretending to hide behind Percy. "Don't let them harm me, will you, old man?" "Stop!" remonstrated the slim chap, for Will was rather violent in his action, and Percy Falconer was anything but robust. "Besides, you are wrinkling my coat," he added.
Upon which, Lord Oldborough, as Commissioner Falconer said, looked with the utmost surprise, and replied, "I have sealed with a wafer to the Duke of Greenwich, and he was not offended."
George Macdonald, in his 'Robert Falconer, whispers, in a sort of stage aside, his wish that it were possible to be both decent and honest in the exposition of the character of the Baron of Rothie, who is a seducer by profession.
When he entered the room he found him sitting in the same place, no longer weeping, but gazing into the fire with a sad countenance, the expression of which showed Falconer at once that the soul had come out of its cave of obscuration, and drawn nearer to the surface of life. He had not seen him look so much like one 'clothed, and in his right mind, before.
The conclusion at which Falconer did arrive was that his grandmother had hurried home to see whether the title-deeds of the factory were still in her possession, and had found that they were gone taken, doubtless, by her son Andrew. At whatever period he had appropriated them, he must have parted with them but recently.
"Assuredly," said Raoul; "and, though March be the fitter month for hawking at the heron, yet I will show you one of these frogpeckers for the trouble of riding the matter of a mile by the water-side." "Content, Sir Falconer," said the merchant. "But are we to go alone, or is there no lord or lady in the castle who would take pleasure to see a piece of game gallantly struck?
Percy is to know nothing of the Tourville packet." "To be sure not," said Mr. Falconer; "he is to know nothing of the means, he is to see only the end the successful end. Ha! cousin Percy, I think we know rather better than you do how to make something of every thing even of a shipwreck." "To prevent his having any suspicions," continued Cunningham, "it will be best to give Mr.
They were sent by the celebrated Earl of Stair, and contained the melancholy event of a duel betwixt Sir Philip Forester and his wife's half-brother, Captain Falconer, of the Scotch-Dutch, as they were then called, in which the latter had been killed. The cause of quarrel rendered the incident still more shocking.
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