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Updated: June 10, 2025
Sam, the tall ostler, was polishing a curb-chain with sand; the lantern at his feet letting up spouts of candle-light through the holes with which its conical roof was peppered. "Hey, miss," said he jocularly, "you won't look at me any more, now you have gentry at the castle." Her cheeks burned with anger. "That's my lord's chay," the man continued, nodding at the chaise, "Lord Windermoor's.
I went to bed that night, and the next morning made my appearance in a suit of mufti, making inquiry of the waiter which was the best conveyance to Scotland. "'Post chay and four, my lord. At what time shall I order it? "'O, replied I, 'I am not sure that I shall go tomorrow.
The rest of the 'field' followed, the fall of the ground enabling them to see 'how thick Jawleyford was with my lord. Old Blossomnose, who, we should observe, had slipped away unperceived on Jawleyford's arrival, took a bird's-eye view from the rear. Naughty Blossom was riding the horse that ought to have gone in the 'chay' to Jawleyford Court.
Come and take hold of his legs, two on you, and Smiler and me 'll carry this end." "Where to?" asked one of the men, who seized a leg. "Tak' un up to the oast-house. Here! one o' you go and fatch a policemun and 'nother on you goo right on and tell doctor what we found. How soon can you get there?" "'N 'our, cross the fields." "Cut, then. He'll gi'e you a ride back in his chay."
Mr. began the operation; but, having forced his head and shoulder out, could get no farther, and called again to the postilion. "Augh! did any one ever see any one get out of a chay head foremost? Can't your honour put out your feet first, like a Christian?"
Came all in a fluster dinner, bowl of punch, and put the horses to. For all the world like a runaway match, my dear bar the bride. He brought Mr. Archer in the chay with him. 'Is that Holdaway? cried the landlord from the lighted entry, where he stood shading his eyes. 'Only me, sir, answered Nance. 'O, you, Miss Nance, he said. 'Well, come in quick, my pretty.
Beatrice was slightly mistrustful, and had some doubts about Aunt Mary, but poor Alex did much to decide her, though intending quite the reverse. "I don't advise you, Bee," said he. "O, as to that," said she, pleased to see that he disliked the plan, "I have great faith in Dumple's experience, and I can sit tight in a chay, as the boy said to grandpapa when he asked him if he could ride.
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