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Richard of Conisborough married secondly, and probably chiefly with the view of securing a mother for his children, Maude Clifford, a daughter of the great Lollard House of Clifford of Cumberland. She survived him many years. The Psalter is still extant, in the British Museum: Cott. Ms. Domit. A. xvii.
The doctor stared at the lad, but he did not recognize in the person before him the gaunt, care-worn boy whom he had placed with Mr. Prickett, until Leonard smiled and spoke. And the smile and the voice sufficed. "Cott! and it is the poy!" cried Dr. Morgan; and he actually caught hold of Leonard, and gave him an affectionate Welch hug.
"We country doctors bow to our metropolitan superiors; what would you advise? You would venture, perhaps, the experiment of bleeding." "Pleed! Cott in heaven! do you think I am a putcher, an executioner? Pleed! Never." DR. DOSEWELL. "I don't find it answer, myself, when both lungs are gone! But perhaps you are for inhaling?" DR. MORGAN. "Fiddledee!"
Then he did the wind-mill act with his hands an' rolled up his eyes an' sez, "Vell, mine Cott, man, dis iss no vay to atfertice dobaggo!" "Mebbe not, ol' sport," sez I, thinkin' o' the way that wagon had dove into his office, an' takin' a general survey o' the dinner table; "but if you're game at all you got to own up it makes a strong impression."
MS. in the Ad socates' Library from Cott. Lib. Cal. c. 9. The summons sent to the two earls precipitated the rising before they were fully prepared; and Northumberland remained in suspense between opposite dangers, when he was informed that some of his enemies were on the way with a commission to arrest him.
"It is most urgent; the battle depends upon it the war, it may be. You comprehend?" "Sure!" said Jimmie again. "You are brave, mon garcon?" Jimmie did not reply so promptly to that; but the officer was too tactful to wait. Instead, he asked, "You know French?" And when Jimmie shook his head: "It needs that you learn. Say this: Botteree Normb Cott. Try it, if it pleases you: Botteree Normb Cott."
DR. MORGAN. "Humbug! Cott in heaven! You old " DR. DOSEWELL. "Old what, sir?" "Old allopathical anthropophagite!" "Sir!" "Sir!" DR. DOSEWELL. "You're abusive." DR. MORGAN. "You're impertinent." DR. DOSEWELL. "Sir!" DR. MORGAN. "Sir!" The two rivals confronted each other. They were both athletic men, and fiery men. Dr. Dosewell was the taller, but Dr. Morgan was the stouter. Dr.
"You are mistaken, sir," replied Dr. Morgan. "It is not the captain who speaks here, it is his liver. Liver, sir, though a noble, is an imaginative organ, and indulges in the most extraordinary fictions. Seat of poetry and love and jealousy the liver. Never believe what it says. You have no idea what a liar it is! But ahem ahem. Cott I think I've seen you before, sir.
* Queen Margaret to Henry VI II., 23rd November 1514; MS. Cott., Calig. B 1, 164; Brit. Mus. As a result of this policy, Margaret at last began to find her position intolerable, and she, no less than her enemies looked forward to the duke's arrival as a means of extricating herself from a labyrinth of difficulties.
You have got your own window; this is mine. Oxygen, young lady," he added solemnly, "oxygen is the breath of life. Cott, child!" he continued with suppressed choler, and a Welsh pronunciation, "Cott! let us breathe and live." Helen was frightened, and recoiled.
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