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Poor Peter rummaged one pocket, then another discovering at last three pence in copper, and some farthings, with which he seemed endeavouring to make a composition with his creditor for twelve shillings in the pound; when Mrs. Clan's patience finally becoming exhausted, she turned towards Mr. Cudmore, the only unemployed person she could perceive, and with her blandest smile said, "Mr.
As two hundred and fifty miles is to thirteen thousand, so was the speed of bullock teams attempting travelling during the wet season to that of a sailing ship from the foggy seas. My mate, Jim Wilson, returned to Townsville after delivering his load at Lyndhurst. Mr. Cudmore, and had left the Gilbert to take delivery, intending afterwards to go on to Townsville to be married to Miss Watson.
Did you not hand the kettle from the fire-place, and fill the tea-pot? answer me that!" "I did," said Cudmore, with a voice already becoming tremulous. "Is that the duty of a gentleman? answer me that." A dead pause stood in place of a reply, while Tom proceeded "Did you ever hear any one ask me, or Counsellor Daly, or Mr. Fogarty, or any other person to do so? answer me that."
"Oh, virtue!" This done, O'Flaherty retired, leaving Cudmore to dig among Greek roots, and chew over the cud of his misfortune.
"Rely upon it, my dear boy," said he, "I have watched over you like a parent; and having partly foreseen that something like this affair of to-night would take place sooner or later" "What affair?" said Cudmore his eyes staring half out of his head. "That business of the kettle." "Kett el. The kettle! What of that?" said Cudmore. "What of it?
Punctual to the time and place, that same evening beheld the injured Cudmore resume his wonted corner, pretty much with the feeling with which a forlorn hope stands match in hand to ignite the train destined to explode with ruin to thousands himself perhaps amongst the number: there he sat with a brain as burning, and a heart as excited, as though, instead of sipping his bohea beside a sea-coal fire, he was that instant trembling beneath the frown of Dr.
Cudmore, but the life I have been speaking of, I may as well relate it. Soon after Mr. Cudmore's enlistment under the banners of the Clanfrizzle, he had sought and found an asylum in the drawing-room of the establishment, which promised, from its geographical relations, to expose him less to the molestations of conversation than most other parts of the room.
I am aware of nothing. Least of all am I aware of any reason why I should not call upon her. Hoe Terrace, did you say? What number?" "Thirty-four. You will bear in mind that I have not advised " "Oh, dear me, no; you have advised nothing. Good-morning, Mr. Cudmore!" And Parson Jack, fuming, found himself in the street. He filled and lit his pipe, to soothe his humour.
Cudmore had only been engaged in that species of tesselating which furnishes the pavement so celebrated in the lower regions, I know not; but true it is, that he retired that night to his chamber very much discomfited at his debut in the great world, and half disposed to believe that nature had neither intended him for a Brummel nor a D'Orsay.
The last person to whom my friend deemed it necessary to introduce me, was a Mr. Garret Cudmore, from the Reeks of Kerry, lately matriculated to all the honors of freshmanship in the Dublin university. This latter was a low-sized, dark-browed man, with round shoulders, and particularly long arms, the disposal of which seemed sadly to distress him.
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