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After the murder of Siegfried, Hagan seized it and buried it secretly beneath the Rhine at Lochham, intending to recover it at a future period. The hoard was lost forever when Hagan was killed by Kriemhild.
"Never fear; it is all right." The old man dragged himself up from the chair. "I'll go back to my room," he said. "I hope I have not taken up too much of your time." "Not at all, señor. I shall be pleased to have you come again." When old Spooner was gone and the door closed, Hagan observed: "What cemetery did you dig him from, Felipe? Who is he, me boy?"
In a moment he had the window open. Hagan stepped quickly to the door, against which he placed his solid body, at the same time calling: "Who is it that knocks? and what do you want here?" "It is I, Señor Hagan," answered a voice that made the Irishman gasp and caused his eyes to bulge. "Have no fear. Open the door!" "It's the voice of the dead!" gasped Hagan, his usually florid face gone pale.
And the curtain descended amidst a shrill storm of whistles and hisses, which especially assailed poor Hagan every time he opened his lips. Sampson saw Master Will in the green boxes, with some pretty acquaintances of his, and has no doubt that the treacherous scoundrel was one of the ringleaders in the conspiracy. Nadab's followers prowling about the lobby, and was obliged to sheer off."
In the epic Hagan is described as follows: "Well-grown and well-compacted was that redoubted guest; Long were his legs and sinewy, and deep and broad his chest; His hair, that once was sable, with gray was dashed of late; Most terrible his visage, and lordly was his gait." Nibelungen Lied, stanza 1789.
One could not live as he had lived, as Larry the Bat, and not see something in an intimate way of the pitiful little tragedies of the poor around him; for, bad, tough, and dissolute as the quarter was, all were not degraded there, some were simply poor. Mrs. Hagan was poor. Her husband was a day labourer, often out of a job and sometimes he drank.
Señor Merriwell shall find death creeping at his heels day and night. He shall know it is I, Felipe Jalisco, who threatens him with destruction; but I will take care to keep beyond his reach. He shall know that the only way to escape the peril that follows him is to pay me all I ask." "We'll have to hold him down, Hagan," whispered Jerome.
Old Pat Hagan, though too advanced in years to be intrusted entirely with the charge of the ship, occasionally came down to enable me to take a run on shore. The first day, therefore, that he made his appearance, I started with my model on my head to the captain's residence.
Every other noble family in this kingdom as has ever heard of it pities us; though I have a plan for helping those poor unhappy people, and have sent down Simons, my groom of the chambers, to tell them on it. This plan was, that Hagan, who had kept almost all his terms at Dublin College, should return thither and take his degree, and enter into holy orders, 'when we will provide him with a chaplaincy at home, you know, Lady Castlewood added."
Dawson," said I. "Perhaps you will tell me to what happy circumstance I owe the honour of this visit?" He had been chuckling over certain rich details in the Hagan chase with an eye, no doubt, to future enlarged editions but these words of mine pulled him up short. Instantly he became grave, drew some papers from his pocket, and addressed himself to business. "I have come to you, Mr.
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