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True, whenever Sir Long Coat's travels led him back to any one to whom he had sworn eternal love, he went first to her, if she, too, retained the old affection. But Katterle had cause to care for him most, for he was more warmly devoted to her than to any of the others, and in his own fashion his intentions were honest.
"Oh, a mere trifle half a crown a week, say." She hesitates and hankers. "John's Sunday coat's getting quite shabby, so it is, and Tam Macalister has a new suit, she was noticing the Macalisters are always flaunting in their braws!
"It's foolish of me to break down like this," he said, "but after we got back to civilization something seemed to cave in. I hope you chaps won't overlook the fact that I'm not as much used to the forest as you are, and bear in mind that I did my best." "Red Coat's best was very good," said Tayoga in his grave, precise manner.
Right arm fust now the left now one strong conwulsion, and the great- coat's on, sir. Mr. Pickwick acted upon these directions, and being further assisted by Sam, who pulled at one side of the collar, and Mr. Weller, who pulled hard at the other, was speedily enrobed. Mr.
When Leslie saw a coat, the identity of the wearer interested her far less than the primary considerations of the coat's cut and material, and the secondary decision whether or not she herself would like such a garment.
Twice, as he went, he handled something in the pocket of his coat's skirt, and the third time drew it out a small repeater. He did not raise the weapon; he only looked down at it in his trembling hand, the old thimbles still in the three discharged chambers, the lead peeping from the other two, and, thinking of the woman who shared his ruin, said in his mind, "One for each of us."
She gathered her coat's broad collar more tightly in its clasp of her throat, and started for the door. But she whirled and ran back to Tasper. "You say that Stewart Morrison is no politician! But I noticed the queer flash in your eyes, Billy Tasper! Do you think he is a coward and has run away?" "Tut, tut! Not so strong!" The newspaper man put up a protesting palm.
Matty laughed while Andy was picking himself up with increased confusion at this mishap; for even amidst rustics there is nothing more humiliating than a lover placing himself in a ridiculous position at the moment he is doing his best to make himself agreeable. "It is well your coat's not new," said Matty, with a contemptuous look at Handy's weather-beaten vestment.
"I don't think I can manage that, Henry!..." "Oh, damn you, you can't manage anything. Well, all right, I'll see you to-morrow!" "Good-bye, then!..." He went off, leaving Henry on the bridge staring after him, and as he went towards the Grafton Street gate, there was something slightly incongruous about his look. "I know what it is," Henry said to himself. "His coat's too big for him.
He's been walking, too must have walked twenty miles or thereabouts, I should think, for he seems dead beat and his boots are just a mask of mud. His coat's torn and splashed, as well as if he'd pushed his way through bushes and all, without ever stopping to see where he was going." "Then he'll be wanting his dinner," observed Mrs. Judson practically.
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