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I wandered round Westbourne Grove, and then up into the Harrow Road, and in a sort of back street there I sneaked into a shanty in a yard, and stopped in it the rest of the night. And this morning I tried to pawn the ring." "Having no idea of its value," suggested Viner, with a glance at Drillford, who was listening to everything with an immovable countenance.
Even now, Percy, running across the yard, called to me that he would be ready to start in two minutes. When I took my seat in the wagon, Mr. Larramie was telling me that he would like me to inform Mrs.
Often these pests were so bad that the men lay out in the yard at night instead of going to bed anyway, in the hot weather the stench from the beds is almost unbearable. We walked out among the prisoners, and they were glad to get news of the war and of the outside world. Among other questions, they asked if London was still standing. The Germans had told them it had been levelled to the ground.
"G" was ordered to the left of the town, on the Columbia road. They lay there during the night, preventing the gunners on the ram from sighting their guns and coming on deck; they also had two little brushes with cavalry, who broke through the line to procure beef that was in a yard near by. The enemy, meanwhile, were concentrating nearly half their force opposite this point.
I stared at her in sudden doubt, yet remained loyal to my first impression. "All the greater reason then for not leaving you here alone." She laughed, a faint tinge of bitterness in the sound. "Surely you cannot imagine I would feel any safer in company with a burglar?" she asked sharply. My face flushed. "Why accuse me of that?" I asked quickly. "Merely because I was in that yard?"
Every line in her patient face had been traced there by a sorrow of the old war, and his voice trembled: "Mother," he said, as he bent down and kissed her, "I'm going." Her head dropped quickly to the work in her lap, but she said nothing, and he went quickly out again. It was growing dusk outside. Chickens were going to roost with a great chattering in some locust-trees in one corner of the yard.
Walter Skinner, however, was not to be unseated, and, the horse being headed in the right direction, his next plunge carried him out of the yard and fairly started him on his way, the spur of his rider giving him no permission to halt for a moment. "And now," thought Walter Skinner, when he had crossed the Don and was free of the town, "what said the knave groom? I must go till I come to it.
From the age of five until I was sixteen I went to a school on the same grounds, down a lane, into a widened yard, with a big choke-cherry tree and two buildings, wood and brick. Here I got acquainted with my world, and soon had my criterions of judgment. Wealth had no particular lure. On the other hand, the shadow of wealth was about us.
He was a wonderful horseman as a boy, and when he came to the market alone he rode a big black horse of which even the head ostler stood in awe in the yard of the King's Arms. Once he had thrashed a robber who had assailed him on his way to pay his rent, and had brought him into town trotting cross-handed at his horse's tail, the captive of his loaded whip and stout right arm.
Men with fresh horses and fresh supplies came up from the valley, and the search went on, settling to a loose system of signals, relief shifts and the laying out of certain districts for certain men to cover, yard by yard.
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