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Updated: June 2, 2025
"And thy wisdom might remind thee, Hakim, that Adam died for it," said the King, somewhat sternly, and then began to pace the narrow space of his tent with some emotion, and to talk to himself. "Why, God-a-mercy, I knew what he desired as soon as ever he entered the pavilion!
"Just ill example, stir," replied the prisoner, "and a daft auld jaud of a mither, wi' reverence to your Grace's honour." "Why, God-a-mercy, my friend," replied the Duke, "take care of bad advice another time; I think you are not likely to commit treason on your own score. Make out his free pardon, and bring forward the rogue in the chair."
Anthony looked up at her sharply, and then smiled; Isabel watched him with a troubled face. "Aquinas holds," he said, "that an excommunication of sovereign and people in a lump is invalid. And until the Holy Father tells me himself that Aquinas is wrong, I shall continue to think he is right." "God-a-mercy!" burst in Mr. Buxton, "what a to-do!
"Just ill example, stir," replied the prisoner, "and a daft auld jaud of a mither, wi' reverence to your Grace's honour." "Why, God-a-mercy, my friend," replied the Duke, "take care of bad advice another time; I think you are not likely to commit treason on your own score. Make out his free pardon, and bring forward the rogue in the chair."
Draw aside, drive them into the brush, and give me the road. 'Take to the woods yourself, answered the child, 'the path is only a few steps off. At this Monsieur Stephane got angry, and as the child began to laugh, he rushed upon him and cut him in the face with his whip. God-a-mercy! let him come back, this little master, and I'll teach him how to behave himself.
The little King started, wide-eyed with consternation, but controlled himself and held his peace; but not so the woman. She sprang to her feet, shaking with fright, and cried out "Oh, good lack, what have I done! God-a-mercy, I would not hang the poor thing for the whole world! Ah, save me from this, your worship what shall I do, what CAN I do?"
"Eat, my noble lord of the sea and master of the cellar," he gurgled out, and, tipping the flagon of muscadella, took a long draught. "God-a-mercy but it has saved my life," he gasped in satisfaction as he lay back in his great chair, and put his feet on the bench whereon Buonespoir sat.
"I will inquire him presently out for your fair young worship," said the wench of the inn. "Do," said the gallant squire, "and if you bring me to him, you shall have a groat to-night, and a kiss on Sunday when you have on a cleaner kirtle." "Why, God-a-mercy, Nun!" again muttered Roland, "this is a note above E La."
An thou would save thy neck, nothing but flight may stead thee. The man is this moment delivering up the ghost. 'Tis the priest, Father Andrew!" "God-a-mercy!" exclaimed Canty. He roused his family, and hoarsely commanded, "Up with ye all and fly or bide where ye are and perish!" Scarcely five minutes later the Canty household were in the street and flying for their lives.
"I seek a sprig of a lad," said the seeming gallant, "with a sprig of holly in his cap, black hair, and black eyes, green jacket, and the air of a country coxcomb I have sought him through every close and alley in the Canongate, the fiend gore him!" "Why, God-a-mercy, Nun!" muttered Roland Graeme, much bewildered.
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