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Updated: May 9, 2025
Only the stage-manager was left, and he was engaged in talking with the leader of the orchestra, who had just come in with a fiddle-case beneath his arm peeping out from his shabby paletot The farewell speech came, and it was only breathed. She had always dearly, dearly loved him. She had lost him by her pride, her coquetry her silly, silly, heartless coquetry.
'Gude nicht to ye, said Robert, with the fiddle-case under his arm. The shoemaker looked up, with his hands bound in his threads. 'Ye're no gaein' to tak her frae me the nicht? 'Ay am I, but I'll fess her back again. I'm no gaein' to Jericho wi' her. 'Gang to Hecklebirnie wi' her, and that's three mile ayont hell. 'Na; we maun win farther nor that. There canna, be muckle fiddlin' there.
And a wretched long-legged Rosinante, with round reins and tassels, and a netting over its ears, and a head like a fiddle-case, and no more action than a camp-stool. Such a couple I never beheld.
Even a friendly voice had become unbearable in his ears. So, Brad, stepped down, lifted out his fiddle-case, and said good-night. Heman drove into the yard, and stopped before the kitchen door. He took the reins in one hand, and held out the other to the Widder. "You be a mite careful o' your feet," he said. "That bass-viol slipped a little for'ard when we come down Lamson's Hill."
"To be sure to be sure," said Paul Pringle. "He was a fine true-hearted boy, and there's no doubt he'll prove a brave, dashing, and a good captain. Let's hear what Tom Snell, Marline, and the rest say to the matter." They waited till the other seamen came up. With the latter was a one-legged black man, with a fiddle-case under his arm.
'There's nothing to hurt, said Lance. 'Do you see a green box? 'A fiddle-case, you boy? 'A violin-case, said Lance, with dignity. 'Give it me. And taking out his purse, he produced its only contents namely, the key tried to sit up to unlock his treasure, but was forced by giddiness to lie back again with a gasp, and hold out the key to his friend.
Whenever I feel inclined to rest myself on my way, I take my seat under a hedge, laying my poetic wallet on the one side, and my fiddle-case on the other, and placing my hat between my legs, I can by means of its brim, or rather brims, go through the whole doctrine of the Conic Sections. However, Sir, don't let me mislead you, as if I would interest your pity.
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