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The Admiral and his family left Pringle's Mansion the year Letty became Miss South's nurse, and as no one would stay in the house, presumably on account of the hauntings, it was pulled down, and an inexcusably inartistic edifice was erected in its place. No one is more interested in Psychical Investigation Work than Miss Torfrida Vincent, one of the three beautiful daughters of Mrs.
The door opened, and Pringle entered with a tray in his hand, and his eyes began darting about in search of empty coffee-cups. Mathilde and Pete were aware of a common feeling of guilt, not that they were concealing the cups, though there was something of that accusation in Pringle's expression, but because the pause between them was so obvious. So Mathilde said suddenly: "Pringle, Mr.
People attach a surprising amount of importance to Godfrey's social patronage. I myself should be more inclined to cash his cheques for him if he stayed away from my house. But I did not want to argue with Godfrey about Pringle's taste in guests. "What's Crossan been doing to you?" I asked at last. "He hasn't been doing anything to me." "Then for goodness' sake, Godfrey, let the man alone."
George raved unprintably. He made a motion to rise, but reconsidered it as he noted the tension of Pringle's trigger finger. "Don't be an old fuss-budget, George," said Pringle reprovingly. "Because I forgot to tell you I've got my gun now and yours. You won't need to arrest me, though, for I'm hitting the trail in fifteen minutes.
"Yes, yes, to be sure, dear me, good-by, young lady I " She was indeed flustered, and Phyllis could hardly repress a smile, for Miss Pringle's hat was well over one ear, and the dotted veil that should have covered her face was whipping itself into ribbons off the back of her head. "But you haven't told me what you are doing down here?" Phyllis insisted. Miss Pringle looked really troubled.
"He must hear everything too when uncle goes on at me," thought Tom, as he took the Directory and returned Pringle's friendly nod. "Tell him he ought to give you a tip." Tom frowned, shook his head, and hurried back with the great red book. "Hah, that's right, my boy," said the visitor. "There, I don't want to bother about taking off my gloves and putting on my spectacles.
They moved across the churchyard, and all the graves of the drowned flickered round their feet in the gusty greyness. They passed Jack Pringle's grave, where the "Kindly Light" lay in the stone. When they gained the church Sir Graham saw that the door was set wide open to the night. He stood still. "And so those dead mariners are to pass in here," he said, "under this porch.
The article appeared in the Number for June 1827, and is now included in the Prose Misc. Works, vol. xix. pp. 283-367. See Captain John Pringle's remarks on the campaign of 1815 in App. to Scott's Napoleon, vol. ix. pp. 115-160. Lear, Act III. Sc. 4. "Pearling Jean," the name of the ghost of the Spanish Nun at Allanbank, Berwickshire.
Pringle's head, he set them on the ground within easy reach of Mr. Pringle's hand. Acting on this hint Mr. Pringle's hand withdrew a canteen, quite unostentatiously. An unnecessary precaution, as it turned out; Mr. Robbins, having filled that batch, went to the horses farther down the troughs to look for more canteens.
Haley," said her niece, quietly, "He seems like quite a nice young man; and, if he has any interest in his work, he ought to give a good many of the Poketown boys a better start." For Marty Day was not the only young loafer in the town. There was always a group of half-grown boys hanging about Josiah Pringle's harness shop, or the sheds of the Lake View Inn.
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