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It was for this reason he could not persuade himself to shake off the Abbe Dubois, although he knew him to be a rascal. This Abbe had the impudence to try to persuade even me that the marriage he had brought about was an excellent one. "But the honour which is lost in it," said I, "how will you repair that?"

His confidence in the rascal who was possibly luring him to his death was pitiful to see, and we recognized at that moment that it would be useless to waste any further arguments with him. "We've got to get out of this scrape by our own efforts," muttered Holman. "The girls won't leave him, worse luck. If they would I'd turn tail this minute and make an attempt to fight our way back to the yacht."

I do not blush to own that I love the whole rascal race which ministers to our curiosity and preys upon us, and I am not ashamed to have spoken so often in this book of the lowly and rapacious but interesting porters who opened to me the different gates of that great realm of wonders, Italy.

In the state of excitement in which Bonaparte wad this question irritated him so violently that, raising his whip, he gave the man a severe blow on the head; saying in a terrible voice, "Every-one must go on foot, you rascal I the first Do you not know the order? Be off!"

"So, then, you do not know the person to whom it was writ?" said Booth. "Lieutenant," cries the colonel, "your question deserves no answer. I ought to take time to consider whether I ought not to resent the supposition. Do you think, sir, I am acquainted with a rascal?"

But before I went she must tell me what she thought of this strange business of my cousin. I had been wise not to tell Darthea. A rascal like Arthur would trip himself up soon or late. Then she fell to thinking, and, bidding me cease for a little, sat with her head in her large hands, having her elbows on the table. "Hugh," she said at last, "he must have more cause to be jealous than we know.

Simon," he called, loudly, "does that rascal intend to spin out his dying interminably? Charon's waiting, man." From above, "Coming, my Lord," said Simon Orts. The Vicar of Heriz Magna descended the stairway with deliberation.

The girl had walked to the window and now stood framed in the casement of it. She turned her face back towards the old man as he finished speaking, and a quiet little smile hovered round the corners of her fresh ripe lips. "I don't think Retief will bother us any at least, he never did before. Somehow I don't think he's an ordinary rascal." She turned back to the window.

If the rascal happens to have any English blood in him, it will take a Scotland Yard chap to run him down." "On the principle, I suppose, of 'set a rogue to catch a rogue," Merrick replied, smiling. He bad scarcely finished speaking when Hardy suddenly entered the room. "Beg pardon, sir," he said, addressing Ralph Mainwaring; "but the coachman is gone!

A rascal who goes about the world on that scale, you know, and arrives with such credentials as theirs and yours, naturally imposes on anybody. The bank didn't even require to have him formally identified. The firm was enough. He came to pay money in, not to draw it out. And he withdrew his balance just two days later, saying he was in a hurry to get back to Vienna." Would he ask for items?