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Beasley and his son, as in shaky voices they endeavored to thank the Chester Boys. "That's all right, Lathrop," said Frank at length "turn about's fair play. You drove the aeroplane to Bellman's island you remember and saved us now, we'll save you and your father, if we can how long can you give us, Mr. Beasley?" he asked, briskly turning to the thoroughly humbled merchant.
"Don't you go a-thinking that I keer a nutshell about Pete Warboys, Master Tom," said David, as he was looking into the cottage with the boy by his side, "because I don't, and it sims to me as the fewer Pete Warboyses there is in the world the better we should be. It warn't him I come about's mornin' not Pete, you know, but the lad as had had an accident, and got nearly killed. See?"
"Well, Monsieur Bombarnac, I am afraid you will be disappointed, as I have heard that the company has treated several chiefs of the robber bands " "As the Greek Government treated Hadji Stavros in About's romance." "Precisely; and who knows that if in their wisdom " "I don't believe it." "Why not?
His eyes were small, cold, bright, and were well wadded with such thick eyebrows and eyelashes it seemed these must absorb them. I subsequently found, in a strange American book, some descriptions which may be applied to his odd expression of eye. Monsieur Edmond About's mouth was sneering and sensual, and even then affected Voltaire's sarcastic grimace.
Ernest sallied forth in some perturbation, for his memories of the last occasion when the 'Morning Intelligence' required his aid on important business were far from pleasant ones; but for Edie's sake he felt he must go, and so he went without a murmur. 'Sit down, Le Breton, Mr. Lancaster said slowly when Ernest entered. 'The matter I want to see you about's a very peculiar one.
However, never mind, I'll see the day yet, and that before long, when saucy Judy won't refuse my assistance. Time about's fair play, you know." It may be observed here, that Buck English happened to forget himself, which he almost always did whenever he became in earnest: he also forgot his polite language and peculiar elegance of pronunciation.
God! but I couldna help laughing when I heard Jock skirting for mercy in the lads' hands. Mony a het skin ye hae gien me, neighbour, thought I, tak ye what's gaun: time about's fair play; ye'll ken now what hanging's gude for." "Come, come, this is all nonsense, Rat," said the procurator.
At this Rupe's scornful expression altered to one of contrition. "Well, I declare!" he exclaimed remorsefully. "I didn't s'pose it would hurt. Turn about's fair play; so now you do that to me."
"No, Lady Dillaway, right about's the next word I shall say to that smooth-looking pauper, Mr. Henry Clements to think of his impudence, making up to my daughter, indeed! a poo-o-o-r man, too." "I did not tell you he was poor, Sir Thomas: you have run away with that idea on your own account: the young man has enough for the present, owes nothing for the past, and reasonable expectations for the
Those travellers who, like myself, have visited Edmond About's woodland retreat in Saverne can understand the bitterness with which he penned his volume Alsace 1870-1 and the concluding lines of the preface "If I have here uttered an untrue syllable, I give M. de Bismarck permission to treat my modest dwelling as if it were a villa of Saint Cloud."
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