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We're too far from the coast for an air-raid. . . . And, if you had one, no one would ever talk about anything else for the rest of his life; it would be like the Famine in Ireland or the Wesley descent on Cornwall." A maid, squeezing through the inadequate fairway behind the chairs, bumped Eric's back and made him spill his wine. "This place gets on my nerves!" he added irritably.
"Yes, I can hear the old man's voice," said Clym. "So there's to be no dancing, I suppose. And is Thomasin in the room? I see something moving in front of the candles that resembles her shape, I think." "Yes. She do seem happy. She is red in the face, and laughing at something Fairway has said to her. O my!" "What noise was that?" said Clym. "Mr.
"The king' look'd o'-ver his left' shoul-der', And a grim' look look'-ed hee', Earl Mar'-shal, he said', but for' my oath' Or hang'-ed thou' shouldst bee'." "Well, that's what we'll do," said Fairway. "We'll give 'em a song, an' it please the Lord. What's the good of Thomasin's cousin Clym a-coming home after the deed's done?
"Good morning," said Uncle Chris breezily, sailing down the fairway with outstretched hand. "How are oh!" He stopped abruptly, perceiving that Mrs Peagrim was not present and a more disturbing discovery that Otis Pilkington was. It would be exaggeration to say that Uncle Chris was embarrassed. That master-mind was never actually embarrassed.
One of the gentlemen, who was of a portly figure, walked in the midst of the fairway, and presently held up a staff by way of signal. 'My man, have you seen anything of a carrier's cart? he cried. At another season, Sergeant Brand would have paid more attention to the fact; but he was then immersed in the perils of his own predicament.
His gaze, passing from the lemonade which he is sucking through a straw, rests upon the Saturday foursome which is struggling raggedly up the hill to the ninth green. Like all Saturday foursomes, it is in difficulties. One of the patients is zigzagging about the fairway like a liner pursued by submarines.
"'Twas a wonderful thing that one body could hold it all and never mix the fingering." "There was Kingsbere church likewise," Fairway recommenced, as one opening a new vein of the same mine of interest. Wildeve breathed the breath of one intolerably bored, and glanced through the partition at the prisoners.
"Ay," said Grandfer Cantle, somewhat subdued in spirit; "and yet his mother cried for scores of hours when 'a was a boy, for fear he should outgrow hisself and go for a soldier." "Well, there's many just as bad as he." said Fairway. "Wethers must live their time as well as other sheep, poor soul." "So perhaps I shall rub on? Ought I to be afeared o' nights, Master Fairway?"
"Frightfully sorry," said Archie, amiably. "Never thought you were going to fox-trot backwards all over the fairway." "You mustn't bully Archie," said Lucille, severely, attaching herself to her father's back hair and giving it a punitive tug, "because he's an angel, and I love him, and you must learn to love him, too." "Give you lessons at a reasonable rate," murmured Archie. Mr.
But I did not mind this man being a stranger, nor did I feel so lonesome and anxious for someone to speak to as was the case earlier in the day; for Captain Gillespie having taken command of the ship, Mr Mackay the first mate was a free man, and he came and talked to me, explaining things very kindly as we pursued our way onward, the tide still with us and adding considerably to the rate we were being towed by the little Arrow, which had red and green side-lights like ours and a bright clear white one at the masthead as well, to show to other craft that she was a steamer under weigh, so that they might avoid fouling in the fairway.
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