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But now he put these thoughts away, reassuring himself against hydrophobia anyhow, by the recollection of the definite statement of the Encyclopedia. Moreover, had he not inspected the wound as healthy a wound as you could wish for? And he said in a new tone, very curtly: "Now, Mr. Bryany, what about this little affair of yours?"
Bryany has been telling him all about me, and he is waiting to see if I really am as good as my reputation. I have just got to be as good as my reputation!" He looked up at the electric chandelier, almost with regret that it was not gas. One cannot light one's cigarette by twisting a hundred-pound bank-note and sticking it into an electric chandelier.
He reminded himself that his secret object in accompanying Mr. Bryany to the Turk's Head was to repay Mr.
Stirling talking to his wife and saying to her that the bite was far more serious than it looked, and Nellie hoping very audibly that nothing had "happened" to him, her still absent husband ...! And then he could hear Mr. Bryany again: "When I tell you ..." "When you tell me all this, Mr.
"You may say it!" agreed Mr. Bryany, who spoke with a very slight American accent. "Dakins positively hadn't a seat to offer me. I happened to have the evening free. It isn't often I do have a free evening. And so I thought I'd pop in here. But if Dakins hadn't introduced me to these gentlemen my seat would have had to be a standing one."
"I didn't know they had any private sitting-rooms in this shanty," said Edward Henry. Mr. Bryany, having finished with the fire, fronted him, shovel in hand, with a remarkable air of consummate wisdom, and replied: "You can generally get what you want, if you insist on having it, even in this 'shanty." Edward Henry regretted his use of the word "shanty."
Bryany, who obviously felt it, and grew even more apologetic as he fumbled with assumed sprightliness at a chair. "Fancy your being here all the time!" said he. "And me looked for you everywhere " "Mr. Bryany," Seven Sachs interrupted him calmly, "have you got those letters off?" "Not yet, sir." Seven Sachs urbanely smiled. "I think we ought to get them off to-night." "Certainly," agreed Mr.
Bryany in what coin he knew not yet for the aspersions which at the music-hall he had cast upon England in general and upon the Five Towns in particular, and also to get revenge for having been tricked into believing, even for a moment, that there was really a case of hydrophobia at Bleakridge. It is true that Mr.
"Of course I'm an Englishman" Mr. Bryany began. "Why 'of course'?" Edward Henry interrupted him. "Hear! Hear! Alderman. Why 'of course'?" said Brindley, approvingly, and Stirling's rich laugh was heard. "Only it does just happen," Brindley added, "that Mr. Bryany did us the honour to be born in the district." "Yes! Longshaw," Mr. Bryany admitted, half proud and half apologetic.
That's why it's so fortunate we got hold of you to-night." "But Mr. Bryany told me Friday. And the date was clear enough on the copy of the option he gave me." "A mistake of copying," beamed Mr. Marrier. "However, it's all right." "Well," observed Edward Henry with heartiness, "I don't mind telling you that for sheer calm coolness you take the cake. However, as Mr.
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