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"Well, make a mare of her, any way." "Faith, an' that same puzzles me. Stop, I have it; I'll put a foal along wid her." "As good as the bank. God bless you, Misther O'Flaherty. I think this 'll keep me from mistakes. An' now, if you'll slip up to me afther dusk, I'll send you down a couple o' bottles and a flitch. Sure you desarve more for the throuble you tuck."
'Two shouls' you'll excuse me, souls with but a single thought, Two hearts that beat ash one. "Between you and me, ma'am, we have thoughts of applying for Dunmow flitch. Quaint old custom, Dunmow flitch. Heard of it, I dareshay?" "I wish you would go about your business." Mr. Mortimer emitted a tragic laugh.
"Not a drop, my lady! not since my supper last night, if there's any truth in me!" Flitch implored succour of Mrs Mountstuart. "Drive straight," she said, and braced him. His narrative was then direct.
They cooked their supper Hannah still had some of the cornmeal and the flitch of bacon their Hillsboro friends had given them and went to bed directly on the queer, hard bed, with a straw tick and no feathers, which Dr. Necronsett had prescribed, warmly wrapped up in the pair of heavy Indian blankets he had loaned them.
"Flitch says the accident occurred through his driving up the bank to save you from the wheels." "Flitch may go and whisper that down the neck of his empty whisky-flask," said Horace De Craye. "And then let him cork it." "The consequence is that we have a porcelain vase broken. You should not walk on the road alone, Clara. You ought to have a companion, always. It is the rule here."
"My dear fellow! and, by the way, you had a squeak for it, I hear from Flitch." "I, Willoughby? not a bit," said the colonel; "we get into a fly to get, out of it; and Flitch helped me out as well as in, good fellow; just dusting my coat as he did it. The only bit of bad management was that Miss Middleton had to step aside a trifle hurriedly." "You knew Miss Middleton at once?"
Monsey in the corner looked aghast, and crept closer under the flitch of bacon that hung above him. "Men," said Ralph, "hearken here. You call it a foul thing to kill a man, and so it is." Monsey turned livid; every one held his breath. Ralph went on, "Did you ever reflect that there are other ways of taking a man's life besides killing him?" There was no response.
A large lamp threw a strong mass of light upon the group, bringing out many odd features in strong relief. Its yellow rays partially illumined the spacious kitchen, dying duskily away into remote corners, except where they settled in mellow radiance on the broad side of a flitch of bacon or were reflected back from well-scoured utensils that gleamed from the midst of obscurity.
He turned sharply from the desk to his visitor, who was still standing. "Come for your second and final hundred eh?" Flitch stared at the carpet, crushing his cloth cap in his hand, and uttered the most unexpected reply that had ever entered Bullard's ears. "No, mister." An appreciable time passed before Bullard's gape became modified to a grin. "I see! You want me to keep it till you sail.
I shall wake some morning with my hair all dripping out of the enchanted bucket, or if not we shall both claim the 'Flitch' next September, if you can find one for us in the land of Cockaigne, drying in expectancy of the revolution in Tennyson's 'Commonwealth. Well, I don't agree with Mr.
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