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Then Fyne uttered a solemn: "Certainly not," with profound assurance. But immediately after he added a "Very highly strung young person indeed," which unsettled me again. Was it a tragedy? "Nobody ever got up at six o'clock in the morning to commit suicide," I declared crustily. "It's unheard of! This is a farce." As a matter of fact it was neither farce nor tragedy.
"How does he do it, Doc?" whispered McAlpin, craning forward from the background. "Pure, damned nerve," muttered Carpy. "But he does it." They got him into bed. While the doctor was excavating the channel ripped through his shoulder, Laramie said nothing. When, however, he discovered that Kate was missing, he crustily short-circuited Belle's excuses. Words passed.
Having secured the spaniel, and passed the night merrily in Bridgewater, he set out the next morning for Lord Clifford’s, and in his way called upon the parson again, who very crustily told him he had lost his dog, and supposed some of his gang had stolen him: to which Mr.
To be sure it did, squire; and havent I logged it as a shift of wind? I dont see where, Benjamin Dont see! interrupted the steward, a little crustily; aint there a mark agin east-and-by-nothe-half-nothe, with summat like a rising sun at the end of it, to show twas in the morning watch? Yes, yes, that is very legible; but where is the change noted?
After a moment's hesitation, the master of Greenwood came to the stone wall. But it was with a bottled-up manner which served to indicate his inward feelings that he demanded crustily, "What want ye with me?" "It's this way," explained Joe.
He went and stood before the Earl and put his hand on his knee, looking up at him. "YOU don't miss her, do you?" he said. "I don't know her," answered his lordship rather crustily. "I know that," said Fauntleroy, "and that's what makes me wonder. She told me not to ask you any questions, and and I won't, but sometimes I can't help thinking, you know, and it makes me all puzzled.
"Odd!" repeated the steward, somewhat crustily. "How do you mean odd?" "They was the very last words my Uncle Benjamin ever uttered in this life," said Mrs. Silk, with dramatic impressiveness. The steward was silent, then, with the ominous precedent of Uncle Benjamin before him, he began to talk until scores of words stood between himself and a similar ending.
The Seine is a muddy rivulet in comparison with the Thames; the West End of London surpasses the finest parts of the French capital; and on some one's observing that there was a very thick fog out of doors: "Pish!" said he, crustily, "it's nothing to the fogs we have in London." He has infinite trouble in bringing his table into anything like conformity to English rule.
"I didn't hear you," said the solicitor, crustily; "your speech was very indistinct last night." "Seemed so to you, I dare say," said the other. Mr. Thomson shook his arm off, and clinging to the mainmast, leaned his cheek against it and closed his eyes.
"There was nothin' to prevent thee," he answered crustily. "I went into the orchard." "There was no dog at th' door to bite thee," he answered. "There was no door there into the other garden," said Mary. "What garden?" he said in a rough voice, stopping his digging for a moment. "The one on the other side of the wall," answered Mistress Mary. "There are trees there I saw the tops of them.
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