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"Go to sleep," cried Singh, and there was a dull sound of Glyn's head going bang down into the pillow, in which his right ear was deeply buried while his left was carefully corked with a finger, and a minute or two later nothing was heard in the dormitory but the steady restful breathing of two strong healthy lads.
I supposed, of course, that you had grave need of me here." "So I have," earnestly replied Johnstone, as the station master bustled up, scraping and bowing, with a bundle of letters and several telegrams. "Just look over these five drafts on Glyn, Carr & Glyn's, while I look at the letters," whispered Johnstone, handing Hawke an official looking envelope.
Glyn's highly sensational and somewhat erotic novels." Boston Transcript. The scenes are laid in Paris and London; and a country-house party also figures, affording the author some daring situations, which she has handled deftly. The story of the awakening of a young girl, whose maidenly emotions are set forth as Elinor Glyn alone knows how.
Galsworthy is one of the best, if you except his concern for delicacy of style. Mrs. Ward has a very firm grasp of problems, but is not very creational. Caine's books are very edifying. I should like to read all that Caine has written. Miss Corelli, too, is very edifying. Glyn's novels addressed to the passions? and is in due form annihilated. Ward and Mr.
What's this on it?" "B e a s t," said Wrench, "only it's turned nearly black with being in the water, and very badly done; but that's it, sure enough, sir beast." "Yes, that's it beast," said another of the boys, snatching the bat from Glyn's hand, while another boy got hold of the brick. "Come on, boys," cried Burton.
Meanwhile General Buller was encamped at Glyn's mines near Spitskop and the Sabi River, which enabled him to command the mountain pass near Mac Mac and Belvedere without the slightest trouble, and to block the roads along which we meant to proceed. On the 16th of September, 1900, an incident occurred which is difficult to describe adequately.
The heir to an inevitable fortune, and already vested with substantially stratified deposits at "Coutts" and Glyn, Carr and Glyn's, he would have been envied by most luckless mortals the heavy balances which he always carried at "Grind-lay's," a fortune for any less fortunate man.
"I seem to have been able to think of nothing else, and I couldn't do my lessons I could hardly eat my meals and at night I couldn't sleep for thinking about the belt and what my father would say about it being lost." The Doctor bowed his head again very slowly and solemnly, and fixed his eyes once more upon Glyn's flushed face.
Little jealousies were forgotten, and Slegge declared it was too bad of the Doctor, who seemed to be blaming them, the seniors, for the failings of those lazy little beggars the juniors, just when their picked eleven had arrived at such perfection, through his batting, Glyn's bowling, and the Nigger's wicket-keeping, that success was certain.
The Doctor was searching in his drawer so that he did not see the change in Glyn's countenance; and as he looked up it was not at his pupil, but at the door, which was suddenly thrown open, and Singh rushed in, looking wild and staring, as he literally shouted: "It's gone! It's gone!" "Gone!" said the Doctor, letting the reading-glass fall upon his blotting-pad. "What has gone?"
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