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Their talk was mainly rudderless. From time to time Nora had an inspiration to come boldly at the point, but this inspiration was commonly defeated by, some extraordinary manifestation of Coke's incapacity. To her mind, then, it seemed like a proposition to ally herself to a butcher-boy in a matter purely sentimental.

I wish we'd as crack a nag in our stables, as his lordship." "Maybe we may, some day; one down and another come on, you know; as the butcher-boy said." "At any rate, your horses don't want bottom" said Frank. He he he! laughed John, or rather tried to do so. He had laughed at that joke a thousand times; and, in the best of humours, he wasn't a merry man.

No one dressed in an ancient ulster and a battered straw hat and puffing enormous clouds of blue smoke from a treasured clay pipe gazed philosophically into space from a doorway. In point of fact, save for a most conventional butcher-boy, I was alone in the street. Then the explanation flashed upon me. I had been seen approaching. The word had been passed round. A stranger!

Extricating myself, though with some difficulty, owing to the importunities of a bootblack and butcher-boy, who seemed to think that by clinging to my arms they might succeed in smuggling themselves into the house, I mounted the steps and, finding the secretary, by some unaccountable good fortune, close to my side, hurriedly rang the bell.

Soon the skirts of red vapour were visible, and when the guard took poor Braintop's return-ticket from her petulant hand, all of the journey that she bore in mind was the sight of a butcher-boy in blue, with a red cap, mounted on a white horse, who rode gallantly along a broad highroad, and for whom she had struck out some tune to suit the measure of his gallop.

"Louis is dead," was the curt information that greeted Lena on her return from her luncheon party. "Louis dead!" she exclaimed. "Yes, he flew at the butcher-boy and bit him, and he bit me, too, when I tried to get him off, so I had to have him destroyed. You warned me that he snapped, but you didn't tell me that he was downright dangerous.

'And why in the Cadets? Give me the Democrats. 'For shame, Rebbitzin! Put not your trust in Princes. The bystanders hushed down the text-quoter a fuzzy-headed butcher-boy. 'Miserable Monarchists! he sneered. 'We Jews will have no peace till the Republicans 'A Republic without Socialism! interrupted a girl with a laundry basket. 'What good's that? Wait till the N.S.'s

"Are you coming in or not?" asked the rough voice of the butcher-boy at the door, so they hurried in, and closed the door. The boys lay near each other for company, and Pixy crept close to Fritz, who rejoiced that he was with them. After a time the butcher-boy raised his head and whispered, "Boys, are you asleep?" "No," replied Fritz, with a thrill of alarm which almost deprived him of speech.

And since that fit of weeping, much of the accent of bitterness has gone out of Jane's scrubbing and brush work. Indeed, something passed the other day with the butcher-boy but that scarcely belongs to this story. However, Jane is young still, and time and change are at work with her. We all have our sorrows, but I do not believe very much in the existence of sorrows that never heal.

He reported a horseman; a butcher-boy clattered by. Aminta took the landlady's hand, under her aunt's astonished gaze, and said: 'I shall not forget your house and your attention to us. She spoke with a shake of her voice. The landlady curtseyed and smiled, curtseyed and almost whimpered.