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Why, I mean that I've been scouring London to find you. My faith, man, but thou'rt a sudden actor! Where caught you this unseemly haste?" "Sir Arthur," said the other, slowly, "you do me too much justice. I have made no arrangement to meet Mr. Wilson, nor have I any wish to do so." "Pish, man! You must not jest with me in such a case as this. 'Tis no masquerading.
"You think you know everything," said Aunt Lizzie, in whom his threat to make moonshine and break the law still rankled. "I know quite a lot, if I could just think of it," replied Mr. Penrose almost good-naturedly. "All the same," declared the cook, scouring a frying-pan in the doorway, "it's not like him to go to all that trouble just to sleep. I'll go up and see if I can raise him."
Meanwhile, not a word to Rose, or, by Saint Barthélemy, my patron of happy memory, I'll instantly kick you out of doors!" At that moment Rose appeared with my uncle's cane and hat, which she handed to him. He kissed her on the forehead; then, giving me a last but eloquent look, hurried from the shop. I went on scouring my double-handed sword. Rose came quietly towards me.
It is strange that his favourite amongst all his pupils was the one whose style least resembled his own Gerard Douw he who aimed at the most excessive minuteness of delineation, who stopped key-holes lest a particle of dust should fall on his palette, who gloried in representing the effects of fresh scouring on the side of a kettle. Rembrandt died in 1674, at the age of sixty-eight.
Probably, then, among the brushwood and trees, for a few moments he had been again lost sight of, until those who were closest upon his track had emerged from among the dense foliage, and saw him scouring across the country at such headlong speed.
"I don't know that," replied the other reflectively. "Suppose we do find our way out, how could we pass the sentries, videttes, and scouts who are scouring the country or should be? We'd have to hide without the hope of assistance from strangers. What could we do with our hands tied? Mind you, I'm not discouraging escape if we can I'm simply groping for a plan. Let's explore our quarters.
Rickman was off, goodness knew where, scouring the country on his bicycle. No Mr. Rickman to talk to her at dinner; Mr. Rickman took all his meals in his own room now. For these and all other delinquencies his invariable excuse was that he was busy; and Flossie, mind you, was sharp enough to see through that. No. Mr. Rickman had changed, suddenly, unaccountably, without a moment's warning.
He was very quiet; but crossing the Channel, as we two had a smoke on deck, he turned to me suddenly, and, grinding his teeth, whispered: "He'll never know how near he was being dropped overboard!" He meant Captain Johns. I said nothing. But Captain Johns, I understand, made a great to-do about the disappearance of his chief mate. He set the French police scouring the country for the body.
"Well, what could be a safer place than right where we're wanted?" demanded Dolph. "The officers are scouring other counties for us, and they have handbills up offering rewards for us. Right here, overlooking your claim, they'd never think of looking for men who have a price set on their capture." "Well, you needn't be afraid of me," offered Reade, with mock generosity.
I was then only an obscure younger son, and they aided me to recover my inheritance yes, it was mine. But I was then in the flower of my age, and had an aim in the future to pursue. I have attained this aim I have even surpassed it; and now that I have nothing more to desire, I find myself, in my mature age, scouring the desert as I formerly scoured the sea. Why?"
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