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She was ready to marry me out of hand; but give thy consent as well, and I shall be thy debtor for life." "Ye know " began Mr. Meredith. "And what is more," went on the suitor, "though 't is not for me to make boast, I can assure ye that Lord Clowes is no bad match. In the last two years I've salted down nigh sixty thousand pounds in the funds and bank stock." "Adzooks!" aspirated the squire.
"Adzooks!" exclaimed the bailiff "sure Harry Wakefield, the nattiest lad at Whitson Tryste, Wooler Fair, Carlisle Sands, or Stagshaw Bank, is not going to show white feather? Ah, this comes of living so long with kilts and bonnets men forget the use of their daddles." "I may teach you, Master Fleecebumpkin, that I have not lost the use of mine," said Wakefield and then went on.
"Adzooks, you teach me my duty?" he cried in a rage. "You insolent scoundrel!" I held my peace, and in a few moments the boy returned, with two stablemen. "Take this fellow to the coach house," said their master. "I'll go where you please," I cried hotly, "but if those men lay a finger on me I'll crack their skulls for them."
"Adzooks!" exclaimed the bailiff "sure Harry Wakefield, the nattiest lad at Whitson Tryste, Wooler Fair, Carlisle Sands, or Stagshaw Bank, is not going to show white feather? Ah, this comes of living so long with kilts and bonnets men forget the use of their daddies." "I may teach you, Master Fleecebumpkin, that I have not lost the use of mine," said Wakefield, and then went on.
Adzooks! the jade has so tautened my rigging, d'ye see, that I Snatch my bowlines, if I come athwart thy hawser, I'll turn thy keel upwards or mayhap set thee a-driving under thy bare poles I will I will, you hell-fire, saucy I will." Dolly made no reply; but seeing Mr. Clarke sit down again with great composure, took her station likewise at the opposite side of the apartment. Then Mr.
His head with its aureole of bushy, grizzled hair set itself jauntily upon one side, and from it and from his face and his whole great frame breathed a wicked jollity quite indescribable. "Odsbodikins, captain!" he cried. "Kirby's luck! 't will pass into a saw! Adzooks! and so you're captain once more, and I'm mate once more, and we've a ship once more, and we're off once more
His back was no sooner turned, than Ferret, who had been peeping from behind the pantry-door, ventured to rejoin the company; pronouncing with a smile, or rather grin, of contempt, "Hey-day! what precious mummery is this? What, are we to have the farce of Hamlet's ghost?" "Adzooks," cried the captain, "My kinsman Tom has dropped astern hope in God a-has not bulged to, and gone to bottom."
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