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Could it be possible that Sleight had always suspected him, and set spies to watch or was he guilty of some double intrigue? "He thinks," continued Rosey, with a faint smile, "that some one is looking round the ship, and talks of setting bear-traps. I hope you're not mad, Mr.
No man of sixty could by so easy a sleight of hand have brought that giant Pole to his knee. If Lebeau reappear it will be in some other form. Did you notice that in the momentary struggle his flaxen wig got disturbed, and beneath it I saw a dark curl.
Then the day of the trickster came and men laughed at the idea of fair exchange and strove to give an illusive value for a thing of real value the remorseless sleight of hand which the law could not reach. The desire to get profit by honest toiling was dying down to ashes. Against such men had Ingolby worked the tricksters, the manipulators.
That this play is in its very inmost essence a tragedy, and that no sleight of hand or force of hand could give it even a tolerable show of coherence or consistency when clipped and docked of its proper and rightful end, the mere tone of style prevalent throughout all its better parts to the absolute exclusion of any other would of itself most amply suffice to show.
Sleight paused and then affixed his signature to the paper his clerk laid before him. "Get the other names and send it up at once." "If Mr. Nott doesn't sign, sir?" "No matter. He will be assessed all the same." Mr. Sleight took up his hat. "The Lascar seaman that was here the other day has been wanting to see you, sir. I said you were busy." Mr. Sleight put down his hat. "Send him up."
"That was proved by some impostor who pretended to be his brother, and libelled the Pontiac at Callao, but the courts decided he was a lunatic." "Then it belongs to the poor pirates who risked their own lives for it, rather than to Sleight, who did nothing." She was silent for a moment, and then resumed with energy, "I believe he was at the bottom of that attack last night."
By some curious sleight in hurling the missiles, they seemed to be thrown on board by some hoydenish sea-nymphs outside the frigate. At daybreak Midshipman Pert went below to the surgeon with an alarming wound, gallantly received in discharging his perilous duty on the forecastle. The officer of the deck had sent him on an errand, to tell the boatswain that he was wanted in the captain's cabin.
"News?" echoed Sleight as if absently; "news of what?" "That little matter of the Pontiac we talked about, boss," returned the Lascar with an uneasy servility in the whites of his teeth and eyes. "Oh," said Sleight, "that's played out. It's a regular fraud. It's an old forecastle yarn, my man, that you can't reel off in the cabin." The sailor's face darkened.
Renshaw's cheek with color, but it vanished quickly, and with it any token of his previous embarrassment. He looked at Sleight with the convinced air of a resolute man who had at last taken a disagreeable step but was willing to stand by the consequences. "I HAVE changed my mind," he said coolly.
As for the violently artificial rhythms and rhymes which have reappeared of late in English and American literature, Emerson would as soon have tried to ride three horses at once in a circus as to shut himself up in triolets, or attempt any cat's-cradle tricks of rhyming sleight of hand.
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