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Asad sat there in a moody abstraction, already regretting that he should have lent an ear to Fenzileh to the extent of coming upon this voyage, and assured by now that at least there was no cause to mistrust Sakr-el-Bahr. Marsak came to revive that drooping mistrust. But the moment was ill-chosen, and at the first words he uttered on the subject, he was growled into silence by his sire.
Dead or alive, five guineas!" With gun and sword in readiness, they all rushed off; but one of the party, named John Cadman, shook his head and looked back with great mistrust at Mary, having no better judgment of women than this, that he never could believe even his own wife. And he knew that it was mainly by the grace of womankind that so much contraband work was going on.
The fellow was a blacksmith, and I mistrust that he could not write. Adler and I went on to Brady's Bend. Adler was a big, explosive German who had been a reserve officer, I think, in the Prussian army. Fate had linked us together when on the steamer the meat served in the steerage became so bad as to offend not only our palates, but our sense of smell.
Man is a jumble of contradictory crotchets, and it would be difficult to find anywhere a financier who lived, as they are all commonly supposed to do, purely for the pleasure of amassing wealth. If such a being could be discovered he would probably be a lavish subscriber to peace societies, and would show a deep mistrust of diplomatists and politicians.
Then he pointed with a stubby thumb in the direction the doctor had taken. "He've been up three nights a-savin' Dick Will's arm, as means the livin' o' he and the woman an' seven young 'uns. I mistrust he'll maybe fall asleep a-walkin' less he hurries. 'Tis a feelin' I knows, keepin' long watches on deck when things goes hard." "But I can watch my father," I protested.
Monica, we are not saying good-bye for ever? 'If you send for me I will come. 'You promise faithfully? You will come? 'If you send for me I will come. That was her last word. He opened the door for her, and listened as she departed. Hitherto, Widdowson had entertained no grave mistrust of his wife.
Ignorant, too, as he necessarily was, of the mistrust and want of confidence in its leaders with which the Federal army was infected, he was far from suspecting what a strong ally he had in the hearts of his enemies; while, on the other hand, the inaccessible batteries on the Stafford Heights were an outward and visible token of unabated strength.
The Italian States confront the Great Nations of Europe Policy of Louis XI. of France Character of Charles VIII. Preparations for the Invasion of Italy Position of Lodovico Sforza Diplomatic Difficulties in Italy after the Death of Lorenzo de' Medici Weakness of the Republics II Moro The year 1494 Alfonso of Naples Inefficiency of the Allies to cope with France Charles at Lyons is stirred up to the Invasion of Italy by Giuliano della Rovere Charles at Asti and Pavia Murder of Gian Galeazzo Sforza Mistrust in the French Army Rapallo and Fivizzano The Entrance into Tuscany Part played by Piero de' Medici Charles at Pisa His Entrance into Florence Piero Capponi The March on Rome Entry into Rome Panic of Alexander VI. The March on Naples The Spanish Dynasty: Alfonso and Ferdinand Alfonso II. escapes to Sicily Ferdinand II. takes Refuge in Ischia Charles at Naples The League against the French De Comines at Venice Charles makes his Retreat by Rome, Siena, Pisa, and Pontremoli The Battle of Fornovo Charles reaches Asti and returns to France Italy becomes the Prize to be fought for by France, Spain, and Germany Importance of the Expedition of Charles VIII.
Yet here he was, exciting mistrust by his secrecy, and leading a hole-and-corner sort of life when, as I have said, there was not the slightest necessity for it. Little by little I was beginning to derive the impression that the first notion of Mr. Hayle was an erroneous one, and that there was more in him than I supposed.
It is the greatest mystery of my life, and the reason they mistrust me. She rocked herself a little, beyond the point of tears. The man-child waited. 'What is wrong? She found she could not answer with words, though the thoughts had come easily enough: too easy, like vague fears taking shape and becoming familiar from the smokes of a half-remembered past.
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