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How delicious they smelt in the old-fashioned pottles which we never see now long narrow cones, with a cross-handle, over which, when filled, or supposed to be filled, for a big strawberry would block up the narrow part of the cone at times, a few leaves were placed, and then a piece of white paper was tied over with a bit of bast.

"Lincolnshire mostly, but my mother's father he, oddly enough, came from these parts round here." "From this very Shropshire. Yes, that is odd. My mother's people were Lancashire. But why do your brother and your sisters object to Mrs. Bast?" "Oh, I don't know." "Excuse me, you do know. I am not a baby. I can bear anything you tell me, and the more you tell the more I shall be able to help.

Robelot, apparently, was once more self-possessed; he forced himself to answer: "Bast! let us hope that justice is in the wrong."

Like the foolish man who wished to draw the prize without contributing to the raffle, he thought: "Bast! opportunity, chance, a rich marriage will put me all right again!" The rich bride failed to appear, and his last louis had gone the way of its predecessors. To a pressing demand for money, his notary replied by a refusal.

But to return, Gatton, to this problem of the image of Bâst. You see, the figure of a cat was painted upon the case in which Sir Marcus's body was found and the image of a cat was discovered inside the case.

"Boast not," she responded; "it is not a virtue in you. You would be blithe in Amenti, for one can not get mournful music out of a timbrel." The soldier's eyes opened, and he caught at her, but she eluded him and growled prettily under her breath. "Come, Bast," he cried, making after her. "Kit, kit, kit!"

No, Nikolay Matveyich, bravery is a good thing even though it be without reason." "Vasily, you are talking nonsense!" said Yozhov, stretching his hand toward him. "Ah, of course!" assented Vasily. "How am I to sip cabbage soup with a bast shoe? And yet I am not blind. I can see. There is plenty of brains, but no good comes of it.

At Kehley Run Colliery the water main that supplies the boilers with water was washed away and the colliery was compelled to shut down. The fires were hurriedly drawn, thereby preventing an explosion. At Bast Colliery, near Girardville, the water rushed into a mine breach and flooded the workers. It was with difficulty the miners escaped.

Not even the assurances of the local medical man who had been summoned in haste could convince me. For I recognized how petty was his knowledge in comparison with that of Dr. Damar Greefe. But, alas, to this very hour she sometimes awakes shrieking in the night. And her terrified cry is always the same: "The green eyes of Bâst!... the green-eyes of Bâst!"

Among the trees a man with long legs and long, swinging arms, wearing a short jacket, bast shoes, and a Kazan hat, was approaching with long, light steps. He had a musketoon over his shoulder and an ax stuck in his girdle. When he espied Denisov he hastily threw something into the bushes, removed his sodden hat by its floppy brim, and approached his commander. It was Tikhon.