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"Punshon," said Lord Rokesle, "have any boats left the island to-night?" "No, my Lord." "You will see that none do. Also, no man is to leave Stornoway to-night, either for Heriz Magna or the mainland; and nobody is to enter Stornoway. Do you understand, Punshon?" "Yes, my Lord." "If you will pardon me," said Simon Orts, with a grin, "I have an appointment to-night.
The off stump was out of the ground, and the other two were markedly divergent. "Damn it, I wasn't ready for him," we heard Thorpe say in the professionals' room. Thorpe always had some excuse, but on this occasion it was justified. C. V. Punshon was the next comer, and he got his first ball through the slips for four, but Wallis looked at me with a raised eyebrow.
Punshon has orders to pass Simon Orts. Very well; put on this." He caught up his long cloak and wrapped it about her. Lady Allonby stood rigid. But immediately he frowned and removed the garment from her shoulders. "That won't do. Your skirts are too big. Take 'em off." Submissively she did so, and presently stood before him in her under-petticoat.
Over forty years ago my heart was touched with the story of the world's needs; when I heard such men as Gervase Smith, Dr. Punshon, Richard Roberts, G. T. Perks, and others, I said, "Lord, here am I, send me." I came up to London forty-one years ago as a candidate for the Methodist ministry. I offered myself, but the Church did not see fit to accept my offer.
Is it because preachers now-a-days shrink from the labour of writing sermons for themselves, or is it because they distrust the quality of what they can themselves produce, that shameless plagiarism is becoming so common? Melvill or Bishop Wilberforce or Dean Trench; or, if your taste be of a different order, to those of Mr. Spurgeon, Mr. Punshon, or Mr. Stowell Brown and copy out what you want.
That rascal Punshon made some difficulty over admitting me; you might have taken him for a sentinel, with Stornoway in a state of siege. He ruffled me, and I don't like it," Simon Orts said, reflectively, looking down upon her. "No, I don't like it. Where's your brother?" he demanded on a sudden. "Harry and Lord Rokesle are at cards, I believe. And Mrs.
It is the fidelity in the daily drill which turns the raw recruit into the accomplished soldier. W. M. Punshon The secret of success in life is for a man to be faithful to all his duties and obligations. Disraeli The truest test of civilization is not the census, nor the size of cities, nor the crops; but the kind of men the country turns out. Emerson
"Punshon didn't know a lot about that," he said, and then he added, "I say, what a queer delivery the chap has. He stands and shoots 'em out. It's uncanny. He's a kind of human catapult." He made a note of the phrase on his pad. Punshon succeeded in hitting the next ball, also, but it simply ran up his bat into the hands of short slip. "Well, that's a sitter, if you like," said Wallis.
"'Twere only kindness to warn Mr. Punshon there may be some disturbance shortly. A lamentation or so." At this Lord Rokesle clapped him upon the shoulder and heartily laughed. "That's the old Simon always on the alert. Whatever noises you may hear, you will pay no attention. Now go." He went toward Lady Allonby and took her hand. "Come, Anastasia!" said he. "Hold, she has really swooned!
Keep to the right, in the shadow. Stagger as you go; if you can manage a hiccough, the imitation will be all the more lifelike. Punshon will expect something of the sort, and he will not trouble you, for he knows that when I am fuddled I am quarrelsome.
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