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The missionary approached smiling, but like a man who has finished the day's work. "That fellow Good-evening: and welcome to our Street Chapel, Mr. Hackh That fellow," he glanced after the retreating figure, "he's a lesson in perseverance, gentlemen. A merchant, well-to-do: he has a lawsuit coming on notorious and tries to join us for protection.
"Your servant, Sir," said he, in a gruff voice, and with no such inclination of the head as landlords use. "Good-evening, Mr. Trevethick. I am afraid I'm putting you to some inconvenience by coming to Gethin so many weeks before the usual time." "Nay, Sir; my house is open summer and winter."
Good-evening, major; I have brought with me a slight proof that I do not forget my friends;" and he handed him a large package of newspapers, several of them being finely illustrated foreign prints. "I promote you on the spot," cried the delighted veteran. "I felt that fate owed me some amends for this long, horrid day.
The secret of it is, that he's not thinking of himself at all he's only anxious that his friends should have a good time." "That's it; but then, that, too, is a very rare thing in a boy of his age." "Dabney," exclaimed the lawyer in a louder tone of voice. "Good-evening, Mr. Foster. I'm glad you've found room. The house isn't half large enough." "It'll do.
Lord! how she goes it!" and Sam and Andy laughed till the tears rolled down their cheeks. "I'll make ye laugh t' other side yer mouths!" said the trader, laying about their heads with his riding-whip. Both ducked, and ran shouting up the bank, and were on their horses before he was up. "Good-evening, Mas'r!" said Sam, with much gravity. "I berry much spect Missis be anxious 'bout Jerry.
Butcher's hair, she proceeded to drag him out of the premises; and thus Mr. Brock was overcome. His attack upon John Hayes was a still greater failure; for that young man seemed to be invincible by drink, if not by love: and at the end of the drinking-bout was a great deal more cool than the Corporal himself; to whom he wished a very polite good-evening, as calmly he took his hat to depart.
Do you desire to continue this interview amid the 'damps and chills of our 'infernal city'? If not, I will wish you good-evening." "By no means," said the other, not in the least repulsed by Nino's coldness. "I will accommpany you a little way, if you will allow me." Nino stared hard at the stranger, wondering what could induce him to take so much interest in a singer.
"Good-evening," said Mr. Scott pleasantly. "Some of the neighbors thought they would like to drop in and give you a word of welcome to the village. I'm glad to see you are looking much better." "I am quite better." The man's answer was curt and dry.
Andrew, who had in his character a vein of sterling justice, yet felt that he almost hated William Evarts as he stood there before him, small and spare, snapping as it were with energy like electric wires, the strong lines in his clean-shaven face evident in the glare of the street-lamp. "Good-evening," Andrew said, and he spoke like a criminal before a judge, and at that moment he felt like one.
"Good-evening, mademoiselle and the rest of the company. I've brought you a cousin, and here she is; and a nice little girl too, upon my word. You have forty-seven francs to pay me, and sign my book." Mademoiselle Sylvie and her brother were dumb with pleasure and amazement. "Excuse me," said the conductor, "the coach is waiting.
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