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"And look you now, if the man is not lighting a pipe," objected the Cardiff stoker, whose religious tendencies were greatly fostered by the surroundings and conditions of siege life. "Sitting on a stone, with the rifle between his knees and the match between his two hands, as if the teffel was got tired of waiting, and had curled up and gone to sleep."
Cardiff to Bilbao and Bilbao to the Tyne for the Hellespont. It is better than nothing. Shall we take it, sir?" The Hellespont was the firm's other ship. She, too, was old and running at a loss. "Yes. Wot is it, coal or patent fuel?" "Coal, with a return freight of ore." "Wish it was dynamite, with fuses laid on." The clerk grinned knowingly.
They are as follow: Mr. and Mrs. Kear, Americans, of Buffalo. Miss Herbey, a young English lady, companion to Mrs. Kear. M. Letourneur and his son Andre, Frenchmen, of Havre. William Falsten, a Manchester engineer. John Ruby, a Cardiff merchant; and myself, J. R. Kazallon, of London. SEPTEMBER 29th.
These quotations he would fire off at his family till they cried for mercy, or another set. He was far happier among his Herefords at Llanwern than in London or in Cardiff, but he was for ever postponing the day of his retirement from public life.
Oliver Lodge in his address to the British Association at Cardiff. He said: "A luminous and helpful idea is that time is but a relative mode of regarding things; we progress through phenomena at a certain definite pace, and this subjective advance we interpret in an objective manner, as if events moved necessarily in this order and at this precise rate.
All over England the rain came down, sometimes in a dashing shower, but generally in an idle dreary dripping from eaves and ramparts. Nothing particular was happening to any body. At Cardiff all was extremely quiet. Constance had recovered as much brightness as she would ever recover, but never any more would she be the Constance of old time.
When he looked at his hat the cigarette had burned a hole in it. He viewed the hat sadly. "No gainsayin' it, war is 'ell, ain't it? I paid fourteen bob for that 'at three days back in Cardiff." I went out to help him buy a new hat.
This stranger said you forget a ship now as soon as you are paid off, "and glad to," and "you don't ever know who owns her, even if there's a strike. Parsons and old maids and Cardiff sharks, I reckon." Very likely. But what sharks once were in it have all disappeared from my Register.
My wife will be grateful too. I wish you could come to our chapel some day and see her." "You deserve your luck, Captain, if ever a man did in this world, and, by Jove! we'll celebrate it. We've been living on pig's food for long enough. We'll find the best hotel in Cardiff, and we'll get the best dinner the chef there can produce. I want you to be my guest at that."
So Maude's change of opinion came, over her so gradually and noiselessly that she never realised herself to have undergone any change at all until it was unalterable and complete. The realisation came suddenly at last, with a passing word from Dame Audrey, the mistress of the household at Cardiff.
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