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"There is a window at the back where we can get in, so the landlord says," said Lester, as they stood before the hall door. "Window?" said Meagle. "Nonsense. Let's do the thing properly. Where's the knocker?" He felt for it in the darkness and gave a thundering rat-tat-tat at the door. "Don't play the fool," said Barnes crossly.
On the third day, however, the parrot's cage being on the cabin table, the cat stole furtively down, and, at the pressing request of the occupant itself, scratched its head for it. The skipper was the first to discover the mischief, and he came on deck and published the news in a voice which struck a chill to all hearts. "Where's that black devil got to?" he yelled.
Then as they held him back he began to talk in a rapid disconnected way. "'Bliged to take it so hungry yes, sir please, sir I've come back, sir come back, Mr Sibery, sir if Mr Hippetts will let me stay where's Mother Curdley where's nurse!" "O father!" whispered Helen excitedly! "Poor, poor boy! what does this mean?"
I didn't look at it to see. "This is a 'cuddy. There's ever so many 'cuddies' in this house to hide in. I've gone and hid. Nobody'll ever find me. My father'll say, 'Why, where's that child? And my mother'll say, 'I don't know. And they'll hunt all over the house; and I shall keep my head in my apron, and won't say a word. "Then Prudy'll say, 'O, my darling sister Dotty!
Where's your Hielan' heart, woman?" "There's nothing wrong with my heart, Captain Campbell," said Jean tartly, "but my pocket's empty. If you think the boy's neglected you have a house of your own to take him into; it would be all the better for a young one in it, and you have the money to spend that Jean Clerk has not."
Where's your goose?" I could hear the bushrangers indulge in a chuckling laugh, as though the language used to their companion was relished. "Stop your mouth, you dirty , or I'll stuff a goose down your throat!" shouted the ruffian, furious with rage. "You?" she asked, contemptuously; "why, if my old man was within sound of my voice, you would run like a sheep from a dog.
Colonel Newcome, this is your nephew." "How do you do, sir?" says Barnes, surveying the Colonel's costume with inward wonder, but without the least outward manifestation of surprise. "I suppose you dined here to meet the black Prince. I came to ask him and my uncle to meet you at dinner on Wednesday. Where's my uncle, ma'am?" "Your uncle is gone to bed ill.
"The enemy has halted at Tejeria, fifteen miles away." "Well done. I'll send an orderly to carry the report to headquarters. You boys are entitled to a rest." "Where's Billie?" asked Adrian, looking around after the orderly had departed. "Who?" "Billie. Our chum." "Oh, yes," replied the lieutenant. "He's disappeared." "Disappeared?" "Yes.
"I looked at him long and critically, and then said: "'No; I never saw you before. "'Yes; that's so, said he; 'but I have seen you, many times. You remember the Black Prince robbery? "'Yes, indeed; then you are Sanson? "'No; Rokesby. "'Rokesby! My God, man, where's Rachel? "'I thought so, he muttered. 'Well, she's in England, but I'm here. "'What part of England?
He became aware of him as a voice, a voice not only hoarse, but thick, as voices thicken under the influence of alcohol. "Where's that muddy-faced mongrel?" cried Uncle Jim. "Let 'im come out to me! Where's that blighted whisp with the punt pole I got a word to say to 'im. Come out of it, you pot-bellied chunk of dirtiness, you! Come out and 'ave your ugly face wiped.
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