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Frobisher, simmering with rage, continued: "Drake, ask this sentry, here, who in thunder that insolent bounder is. By Jingo! I have half a mind to go after him and tweak his pigtail soundly. Why, he looked at us as though we were dirt beneath his feet as though we had no business to be alive. Confound his impudence!"
Listen, old girl, as soon as you're out of that hospital, you're off to England, and I'm going to the Pater, and I'm going on my knees to beg him to give me another go at the hospital. I've got to get my tools ready, you know " "Do you think your father will?" "He'll be sceptical. I should if I were he. I've been such a bounder to him in the past.
You know pretty well what I've got already. 'Right, I will. 'Magpie's what I want particularly. Where are you going, by the way? 'Thought of having a shot at old Venner's woods. I'm after a water-wagtail myself. Ought to be one or two in the Dingle. 'Heaps, probably. But I should advise you to look out, you know. Venner's awfully down on trespassing. 'Yes, the bounder.
His pain was the deeper because the newcomer had recently enjoyed the hospitality of this distinguished foreign resident on a little yacht on the river. "The unmitigated bounder!" exclaimed Matthews, unable to deliver himself in French of that sentiment, and turning upon the stupefied old gentleman a rude Anglo-Saxon back. "He has cheek enough for anything."
It must have been done in a few minutes, because Miss Manning did not know he was sitting beneath the cedars, and it is unreasonable to suppose that she would preserve the same pose for any length of time sufficiently long, that is " "Did the bounder paint a picture of Sylvia bathing?" broke in Robert, his red face purple with rage.
I am talking to you over there the funny little bounder who made the offensive remark just now." "Are you? Well, take that!" A glass tumbler, which Mr. Richards dodged in quite a professional manner, came hurtling through the air and missed the bishop's forehead by about four inches. That crowd was past his aid. He turned to go. As he did so, a curious idea flitted through his brain. This Mr.
Altogether they were the nearest thing to friends that her long sojourn in New York had given her. She had sometimes thought rather wildly of putting them to the test and seeing whether they were real friends or not. To-night, though, even they irritated her. She wished Christabel would snub that appalling bounder, Black, as he deserved. How could she go on playing up to him like that!
It doesn't follow that there's anything in it." "Oh, Lord, I should hope not! That beastly bounder. What could there be in it?" "He's a clever painter, Nicky. So's Desmond. There's that in it." "I've hardly a right to object to that, have I? It's not as if I were a clever painter myself." But as he walked home between the white-walled gardens of St.
There was too much burnt cork on his cousin's face to allow of any real registering of emotion, but he could tell from his manner that all was not well. "What's the matter?" Sam sank down on the lounge. "The bounder has quit!" "The bounder? What bounder?" "There is only one! Bream Mortimer, curse him!
It was "bad enough to be kept waiting outside the station, while your master stood talking to a little feller as looked as like a rag and bone man as anythink; but when you was required to stop the kerridge and pick up every tramp as you overtook on the road, it was coming it a little too strong." This last was a slight exaggeration on the part of Bounder.
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