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"Ecod!" she said, mocking him, "but I am that. Shame on thee to deny it. I am a Countess and have been presented to the Queen, and cast my ill manners, and can make a Court obeisance." And she made him a great, splendid courtesy, sweeping down amidst her rich brocades as if she would touch the floor. "Lord! Lord!" he said, and scratched his periwig again. "Thou look'st like a Queen thyself.
As they passed along the railings of Trinity College, Lenehan skipped out into the road and peered up at the clock. "Twenty after," he said. "Time enough," said Corley. "She'll be there all right. I always let her wait a bit." Lenehan laughed quietly. "Ecod! Corley, you know how to take them," he said. "I'm up to all their little tricks," Corley confessed.
"Me and my dame saw her through the glass of the coach the day they drove over the green with all their servants come to follow them from Lunnon town with pistols and hangers. And what think you? says I to Joan, 'Ecod, says I, 'there's the woman for our own Duke, and matches him for size and beauty! And says Joan, staring: 'Lord a mercy, so she is and does!" "Village folk," said Mr.
"And as you've heard a good deal mentioned regarding a celebrated Chancery will case of the same name, and as you know what a card Krook was for buying all manner of old pieces of furniter, and books, and papers, and what not, and never liking to part with 'em, and always a-going to teach himself to read, you begin to think and you never was more correct in your born days 'Ecod, if I don't look about me, I may get into trouble regarding this will."
Green must have been accounted something of a wag. "Ha! What's this? A bill! A bill for snuff! My Lord Carteret'll snuff you, sir. He'll tobacco you, ecod! He'll smoke you first, and snuff you afterwards." He flung the bill aside. "Phew!" he whistled. "Verses! 'To Theocritus upon sailing for Albion. That's mighty choice! D'ye write verses, sir?" "Heyday!
"Ecod!" quoth he. "I'm minded to try my boots on 'im myself." "Not you, Mr. Vokes!" said the landlady. "No one ain't a-goin' t' kick nobody in my kitchen, and no more I don't want no murderin' 'ighwaymen neither so out ye go." "Not us, missus, not us!
'Ecod! said Jonas, looking up again for a moment, and shaking his head, 'I've been as good a son as ever you were a brother. It's the pot and the kettle, if you come to that. 'You speak bitterly, in the violence of your regret, said Martin, after a pause. 'Give me your hand. Jonas did so, and was almost at his ease.
He had his bottle often at his mouth; roared out snatches of songs, without the least regard to time or tune or voice, or anything but loud discordance; and urged his silent friend to be merry with him. 'You're the best company in the world, my good fellow, said Montague with an effort, 'and in general irresistible; but to-night do you hear it? 'Ecod!
The less I say, the better. 'The less you say! retorted Jonas, dangling his legs the more, and taking no heed of this request. 'You say very little, don't you? Ecod, I should like to know what goes on between you and a vagabond member of my family. There's very little in that too, I dare say! 'I know no vagabond member of your family, cried Tom, stoutly. 'You do! said Jonas.
Before I had finished he had my hand in both of his nay, had thrown one great arm protectingly about me. "Why, Peter " he began, in a strangely cracked voice, "oh! man as I love! never think as I'd believe their lies, an' Peter such fighters as you an' me! a match for double their number let's make a bolt for it ecod! I want to hit somebody.
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