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Though Logan put me forward, you really owe all to him. 'But without you, I should never have had his aid, said Mr. Macrae: 'Where is Lord Fastcastle? he asked. 'In the friendly submarine, said Merton. 'Oh, I think I can guess! said Mr. Macrae, smiling. 'I shall ask no more questions. Let us join Lord Bude.
The Deacon there couldna let blatter wi' a hearty oath to save his withered sowl. I kenned a trifle o' a fellow that got in among a jovial gang lang syne that used to sweer tremendous, and he bude to do the same the bit bodie; so he used to say 'Dim it! in a wee, sma voice that was clean rideec'lous. He was a lauchable dirt, that." "What was his name?" said Sandy Toddle.
'If you will allow me to go in the yacht, I can telegraph from Lochinver in all directions to the police, said Bude. 'We can use the wireless thing, said Mr. Macrae. 'But if you would be so good, you could at least see the local police, and if anything occurred to you, telegraph in the ordinary way. 'Right, said Bude, 'I shall now take a bath. 'You will stay with me, Mr. Merton, said Mr.
She was grateful to get it out of her sight, and very glad indeed to see the visitor who had given her such a prompt opportunity for ridding her eyes of its gleaming presence. Thus it is that not only present but absent personalities rule us. In St. Penfer, Paul Pyn and Ann Bude, John and Joan Penelles, the Rev. Mr. Farrar and Mrs.
'By Jove! said Merton and Logan in one voice. 'But that was all, said Bude. 'There was no other trace, except that plainly people had been coming and going, and living there. They had left some empty bottles, and two intact champagne bottles. We tasted it, it was excellent!
The sands have a further use now as a playground for visitors; very few watering-places become really popular without such a beach for the children and the bathers. But the true coast is, of course, the background of cliff, and this continues grandly rugged and broken to the Devon borders, and beyond. Little more than a mile north of Bude is Poughill, pronounced Puffill.
You have just to sit tight. 'It seems beastly unsportsmanlike, said Bude. 'Wills are often most carelessly drafted, answered Merton, 'and the usual consequences follow. 'It is not cricket, said Bude, and really he seemed much more depressed than elated by the reduction of the odds against him from 6 to 1 to 2 to 1.
Meanwhile the French ambassador at Rome, William Bude, "a man," says Guicciardini, "of probably unique erudition amongst the men of our day," and, besides, a man of keen and sagacious intellect, was unfolding the secret working of Italian diplomacy, and sending to Paris demands for his recall, saying, "Withdraw me from this court full of falsehoods; this is a residence too much out of my element."
'But, in any case, now that I know you have found me out, I must be going. If only she were as poor as I am! 'You can't go to-morrow, to-morrow is Sunday, said Lady Bude. 'Oh, I am sorry for you. Can't we think of something? Cannot you find an opening? Do something great! Get her upset on the loch, and save her from drowning! Mr. Macrae dotes on her; he would be grateful.
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