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Giles's, the music came abruptly to an end, and the people in the street stood at fault with hands uplifted. Whether he was choked with gases, or perished in a quag, or was removed bodily by the Evil One, remains a point of doubt; but the piper has never again been seen or heard of from that day to this.
Willie Meek dropped his flag and Piper Lauchie dropped his pipes, and joined the crowd that was pulling the eldest Martin out of the soft mud and water of the creek. And at the same moment the shriek of the train just on the other side of the bend came thrilling through the woods.
The little rifleman became very grave. He swung round to Piper in his swift bird-like way. "Mr. Piper, pop off a prayer for us." The common-sense saint lifted his head. "God elp and strengthen your legs, Nipper Knapp," he prayed. "That's the point, O Lord! his legs!" punctuated the Parson.
As a matter of fact, I've done a foolish thing in coming here, to Beechfield, at all. Only the other day one of my husband's relations advised me to let the house." "Piper thinks, Modam, as how you might 'elp 'im to a job with Major Radmore." The name tripped quickly off the speaker's tongue, as if she was quite used to the sound. Enid felt a throb of dismay.
"You go for the lynch-pins!" He swept past, Polly in hand. "Forgive me, Jenny!" he cried; and thrust home. A spout of blood seemed to darken the sky, and deluge all. The wain brought up with a dreadful jerk. "Home, sir, if you can!" shouted Piper from his loop-hole. "Here's the Grannydears!" "Kit!" bawled the Parson. "Where are you?" The lad crept out from under the wain. "Got the lynch-pins?"
John Eglinton's active eyebrows asked. Shall we see you at Moore's tonight? Piper is coming. Piper! Mr Best piped. Is Piper back? Peter Piper pecked a peck of pick of peck of pickled pepper. I don't know if I can. Thursday. We have our meeting. If I can get away in time. Yogibogeybox in Dawson chambers. Isis Unveiled. Their Pali book we tried to pawn.
And with the loss of his encouraging company a greater uneasiness fell upon the party. Meanwhile, in a vast cavern of darkness, lit only by the solitary candle, the Baron and his host endeavored to maintain the sceptical buoyancy with which they had set forth upon their adventure. "I wish ze piper vould play," whispered the Baron. "Mebbe he'll begin nearer the time," his companion suggested.
"Now, you piper boys!" he called aloud, "get up and play us a reel. We are going to have a dance. You are all asleep, I believe. Come, girls stand up. You that know the reel, you will keep to this end. Boys, come out. You that can dance a reel, come to this end; the others will soon pick it up. Now, piper boys, have you got the steam up? What can you give us, now?
And let's see Peter Piper himself would be coming soon, would he not, to teeter and picnic along some pleasant Brazilian shore? Perhaps Bob and Peter and the hummingbird, who had been summer neighbors in North America, would meet again now and then in that far south country. But I do not think they would know each other if they did.
"I tell you, in few words, a gem of a woman and high-minded, and modest, and refined! A beautiful soul, an angel and with every distinction, for her father was a Marshal of France " "A Marshal of France!" shrieked Crevel, positively bounding with excitement. "Good Heavens! by the Holy Piper! By all the joys in Paradise! The rascal! I beg your pardon, Cousin, I am going crazy!
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