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Dick had risen in horror at the sudden apparition, and staggered back against the wall, where he stood staring stupidly at his unfortunate father with fixed and vacant eyes. "Badly as you've treated me, I'd rather trust you than that shifty plausible fellow there. Just look at me, Dick, and then say if you can let this cruelty go on.

She had not the expression of insane people, the shifty eyes, the cunning and perverseness, the animal and torpid presence. If I called her Madame de Ferrier instead of my Cloud-Mother, a strained and puzzled look replaced her usual satisfaction. I did not often use the name, nor did I try to make her repeat my own.

"Well," said the boy in a cautious tone, vigilantly eyeing his chief, "you see, a lot of these fellers like Sam have been in the papers lately. They're being called a crime wave." "Well?" "Sam is up for trial this week and half the Irish cooks in town are waiting 'round to testify. And Shifty seems to enjoy himself. His picture's in the papers see? And he wants all the clippings.

He favored his big son-in-law with a quick, shifty glance, and then looked down at the carpet. Matt folded his arms and stared at him until he looked up. "Don't you go to pick on me!" he warned Matt furiously. "I'll not be picked on in my own office, even by a relative." Matt threw back his head and chanted, "There was I, waiting at the church, Waiting at the church " "I was right!"

The proud title "Commissioner" caused the bishop to pay particular attention to the other of the two individuals in question. He beheld a stumpy and pompous-looking personage, flushed in the face, with a moth-eaten grey beard and shifty grey eyes, clothed in a flannel shirt, tweed knickerbockers, brown stockings, white spats and shoes.

Again the Shifty Lad, who was on the watch, perceived him pass by, and when he saw the man returning with the great bull he cried to the Black Rogue: 'Be quick and come into the wood, and we will try to get the bull also. 'But how can we do that? asked the Black Rogue. 'Oh, quite easily! You hide yourself out there and baa like a sheep, and I will go in the other direction and bleat like a kid.

I saw you carrying a bucket of water for her yesterday." "Her name isn't Lake," said Malone. "It's Hardwickley. And if you had your eyes open, you'd have seen me carrying one for her every day, so you would, my lad." "The damned villain!" exploded Flattner. "He told me her name was Lake, word with only four letters, and she turns out to have let's see, eleven! I call that pretty shifty work, I do.

The princess turned round with a start, and let go her handkerchief, and the Shifty Lad fell, and struck his head on a stone, and died in an instant. So his mother's prophecy had come true, after all. West Highland Tales. The False Prince and the True

A dozen other soldiers broke their pikes upon his cuirass or shot at him with their muskets. Conspicuous by his dress, being all in yellow but his corslet, he was in full sight of Leicester and of fire thousand men. The earth was so shifty and sandy that the soldiers who were to follow him were not able to climb the wall.

The dog had kept his word, and gone into trade." "Confound him!" said Little; "he is always crossing my path, that fellow. You seem quite to forget that all this time I am in agonies of suspense. What do I care about Shifty Dick? He is nothing to me." "Of course not. I am full of the fellow; a little more, and he'll make a monomaniac of me. Mr.