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“Well, sir, I don’t think these niggers know much about tying ropes. It seems to me that I could get free without much trouble.” “Could you, Dimchurch? I can’t say as much, for mine are knotted so tightly that I cannot move a finger.” “That won’t matter, sir. If I can shift out of mine I have got my jack-knife in my pocket, and can make short work of your ropes and Tom’s.”
Farther on, behold another flint wall, a garden, and a private dwelling-house; proclaiming itself as the rectory. Farther yet, on rising ground, a little desolate church, with a tiny white circular steeple, topped by an extinguisher in red tiles. Beyond this, the hills and the heavens once more. And there is Dimchurch! As for the inhabitants what am I to say? I suppose I must tell the truth.
No new patients will tempt him to stay in America. His extraordinary success has made his fortune. The ambition of his life is to see England: and he can afford to gratify it. He may be here by the next steamer that reaches Liverpool." "And when he does come, you mean to bring him to Dimchurch?" "Yes unless Lucilla objects to it." "Suppose Oscar objects? She is resigned to be blind for life.
“Now, sir, what is the next step?” Dimchurch asked. “You have only to give your orders and we are ready to carry them out.” “I have thought of nothing at present,” Will said. “I fancy it will be better to allow them to make the first move, for even with the advantage of attacking them in the dark we could hardly hope to overcome four times our number.”
Miss Dimchurch slammed the gate and left the couple standing in the road. The cook turned and led the way down to the town again, accompanied by the crestfallen Henry. "'Ave a apple, cook?" said the latter, proffering one; "I saved a beauty a-purpose for you." "No, thanks," said the cook. "It won't bite you," said Henry shortly. "No, and I won't bite it either," replied the cook.
He enjoyed himself very much, but was not sorry when the repairs on the Hawke were completed. As the admiral was anxious for her to be away, some men were drafted from the other ships; others were recruited from the crews of the merchantmen in the port by Dimchurch, who spoke very highly of the life on board a man-of-war, and of the good qualities of the Hawke’s commander.
Judging by certain signs visible in my reverend friend, I concluded that the announcement of Nugent Dubourg's coming visit to Dimchurch regarded by the rest of us as heralding the appearance of a twin-brother was regarded by Mr. Finch as promising the arrival of a twin-fortune. Oscar and Nugent shared the comfortable paternal inheritance. Finch smelt money.
He handed me a letter addressed to me in Oscar's handwriting. "How is your master?" I asked. "Not very well, when I saw him last." "When you saw him last?" "I bring sad news, ma'am. There's a break-up at Browndown." "What do you mean? Where is Mr. Oscar?" "Mr. Oscar has left Dimchurch." The Brothers change Places I VAINLY believed I had prepared myself for any misfortune that could fall on us.
We will go in opposite directions, and each must take his bearing accurately or we’ll never come together again.” They were out for some hours, and when they returned it was found that Will had come across four fowls, Tom had gathered a variety of fruit, consisting chiefly of melons and peaches, while Dimchurch, who was the last to come in, brought a small sheep.
I said, 'Tell me honestly, is that one of the possibilities, in my case? The Dimchurch doctor looked at the London doctor. The London man said, 'If you will have it, it is one of the possibilities. Just consider the prospect which his answer placed before me!
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