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The slight incredulity in his voice touched some raw nerve in Fenwick. 'I don't want anything, he said, almost angrily. 'I shall get through. Cuningham had been talking, no doubt. His affairs had been discussed. His morbid pride took offence at once. 'Mine'll just hold out, said Watson, presently, with a humorous inflexion 'it'll bury me, I think with a few shillings over.

Chillingworth was there first; first come first served, you know." "Well, well, I mustn't grumble at another man's luck; mine'll come in turn; but it had better be so than a disappointment altogether; I'll be second to this Sir Francis Varney; he shall have fair play, as I'm an admiral; but, d e he shall fight yes, yes, he shall fight."

I shouted; and Mr Brooke gave me back poor Mercutio's answer to his friend, in Romeo and Juliet "'Tis not so deep as a well, nor so wide as a church door: but 'tis enough; 'twill serve." "Here, my lads, one of you; I must have a frock." "Right, sir, mine'll do," said the coxswain, unfastening and dragging his white duck garment over his head.

Happy Jack, clothed and fed, became himself again and prophesied gloomily: "The chances is, that horse uh mine'll be forty miles away and still going, by this time; but soon as I can round him up, I'll bring your pinto back. Yuh needn't t' worry none; I guess I got all the sense I've ever had."

Fullaway," he went on, rising from his chair, "I'll have to leave you yon man o' mine'll be arriving from Yorkshire with my things before long, and I must go down to the hotel office and make arrangements about him. See you later at dinner to-night, here, eh?"

In that same moment Sergeant Moore stepped forward, with a hoarse cry: "Here, damme!" he shouted at O'Malley, "you'd better haul off your captain's dog, or or mine'll kill him!" And with a resounding thwack he brought his riding-cane down across Jan's forehead.

"'I guess the' is ruther more egg showin' than the law allows, I says, 'an' mebbe that 'd be a good idee; but the pants caught it the wust, I says. "'Mine'll fit ye, he says. "'What'll your wife say to seein' me airifyin' 'round in your git-up? I says. He gin me a funny kind of look. 'My wife? he says.

"Good-bye, little ship," he yelled and waved his hand. "Gawd! You was a witch in a light wind." "He'll be flyin' outer the harbour an' bound south by sunset," rumbled McGuffey. "I suppose that lovely gas engine o' mine'll go to hell now." Captain Scraggs sighed dismally. "It costs like sixty to be a Christian, Gib, but what's the odds as long as we're safe an' homeward bound? Holy sailor!

"I'm a s-showin' y-you the best f-free-millin' proposition outside of C-California," Judge George Petty stammered in his eagerness. "That there mine'll m-make ten m-men rich. They's stringers in that there ledge that'll run $5,000 $10,000 to the ton. I t-tell you, sir, the 'B-Bouncin' B-Bess' ain't no m-mine she's a b-bonanza!

"This isn't the end," he said. "Oh, no!" she sighed with dreary prescience. "I am working for you from morning till night only for you so that I can put you in a nice house, and make a lady of you. Only for you! And all night long I can't rest for thinking of you. Mine'll be an awful night, to-night." "Oh, Mr. Gibbon, I'm so dreadfully sorry!" "Then, can't you say a word to me before you go?