United States or North Korea ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
"This whole region is said to be a desert." "Be gorry, an' it 'll stay a desert till the ind o' the worrld afore I'll poppylate it. It wasn't made for Sweenys. I haven't seen sile enough in tin days to raise wan pataty. As for livin' on dried grizzly, I'd like betther for the grizzlies to live on me. Liftinant, I niver see sich harrd atin'. It tires the top av me head off to chew it."
Blake was still watching the woman when the door behind him was slowly opened; a head was thrust in, and as quietly withdrawn again. Blake dropped his right hand to his coat pocket and moved further along the wall, facing the woman. There was nothing of which he stood afraid: he merely wished to be on the safe side. "Well, what word 'll I take back to Ottenheim?" he demanded.
"And so, may be, do we," said Wainsby. "Fox-hunting 'll go on when your great-grandfather's your youngest son, farmer; or t' other way." "I reckon it'll be a stuffed fox your chil'ern 'll hunt, Mr. Steeve; more straw in 'em than bow'ls." "If the country," Stephen thumped the table, "were what you'd make of it, hang me if my name 'd long be Englishman!"
In the morning, first thing, we 'll have to write notes recalling the invitations for to-morrow evening, and have them delivered by messenger boys. We were fools for not finding out all about this man from some one who knew, before we invited him here. Sadler don't know more than half he thinks he does, anyway.
If that's the way you're going to act!" "Oh, of course, I couldn't, after he wouldn't let her bargain for the rooms. I didn't like that." "I did. And you can see that they were perfect ladies; or at least one of them." Alma laughed at herself, but her mother did not notice. "Their being ladies won't help if they've got no money. It 'll make it all the worse."
"Going to sea," he chuckled to himself as he built the fire and set about cooking supper; "in the 'forecastle, too; and thinks he 'll like it." In the meanwhile French Pete was showing the newcomer about the sloop as though he were a guest.
"IT 'S so wainy, I can't go out, and evwybody is so cwoss they won't play with me," said Maud, when Polly found her fretting on the stairs, and paused to ask the cause of her wails. "I 'll play with you; only don't scream and wake your mother. What shall we play?"
"If we can keep out o' their way," muttered he to his fellow oarsman, "only twenty minutes longer! By that time yonder breeze 'll be down on us; and then we'll ha' some chance. There be no doubt but they're gainin' on us now. But the breeze be a gainin' on them, equally, if not faster. O if we only had a puff o' yonder wind! It be blowin' fresh and strong.
"Had n't you better make up some sort of a story for them in there?" asked Saul, with a jerk of his head towards the house. "That's so," answered Donaldson. "Will you trust me for a few minutes?" "Take your time," said Saul. Donaldson went back up the path and found both Arsdale and his sister in the library. "I 'll have to ask you to excuse me for to-night," he said.
"And if you were not, if you had the best horse in the whole brigade, what would it serve you now, except to pass the day riding between two battle-fields, and see nothing of either? for we shall have hot work here, depend upon it. No, no; stay with us. Be a voltigeur for to-day, and we 'll show you something you 'll not see from your bearskin saddle."
Word Of The Day