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Updated: June 6, 2025
Nance Holdaway was on her knees before the fire blowing the green wood that voluminously smoked upon the dogs, and only now and then shot forth a smothered flame; her knees already ached and her eyes smarted, for she had been some while at this ungrateful task, but her mind was gone far away to meet the coming stranger.
Nance Holdaway was on her knees before the fire blowing the green wood that voluminously smoked upon the dogs, and only now and then shot forth a smothered flame; her knees already ached and her eyes smarted, for she had been some while at this ungrateful task, but her mind was gone far away to meet the coming stranger.
As you say, they are very small," and he shook his head. "Unhappily, I can afford no more," said Mr. Archer. "But this we have arranged already," he added with a certain stiffness; "and as I am aware that Miss Holdaway has matter to communicate, I will, if you permit, retire at once.
'Where's my money that you drank and diced? 'Thief! is what I would say; 'Thief!" he roared, "'Thief!" "Mr. Archer will hear you if you don't take care," said Nance, "and I would be ashamed, for one, that he should hear a brave, old, honest, hard-working man like Jonathan Holdaway talk nonsense like a boy." "D'ye think I mind for Mr.
Holdaway," said he, "I was born with that same tallow-candle face, and the only fear that you inspire me with is the fear that I intrude unwelcomely upon your private hours. But I think I can promise you that I am very little troublesome, and I am inclined to hope that the terms which I can offer may still pay you the derangement." "Yes, the terms," said Jonathan, "I was thinking of that.
And he need look for no more wages: glad of 'em myself, if I could get 'em. He can live in the castle if he likes, or go to the devil. O, and here is Mr. Archer; and I recommend him to take him in a friend of mine and Mr. Archer will pay, as I wrote. And I regard that in the light of a precious good thing for Holdaway, let me tell you, and a set-off against the wages."
Came all in a fluster dinner, bowl of punch, and put the horses to. For all the world like a runaway match, my dear bar the bride. He brought Mr. Archer in the chay with him." "Is that Holdaway?" cried the landlord from the lighted entry, where he stood shading his eyes. "Only me, sir," answered Nance. "O, you, Miss Nance," he said. "Well, come in quick, my pretty.
Nance Holdaway, don't let them deny it to me- -don't let them do it. I've been as poor as Job, and as honest as the day, but now, my girl, you mark these words of mine, I'm getting tired of it. 'I wouldn't say such words, at least, said Nance. 'You wouldn't? said the old man grimly. 'Well, and did I when I was your age?
"O, a man of wood," thought Nance. "What what?" said his lordship. "Who is this?" "If you please, my lord, I am Holdaway's niece," replied Nance, with a curtsey. "Should have been here himself," observed his lordship. "Well, you tell Holdaway that I'm aground, not a stiver not a stiver. I'm running from the beagles going abroad, tell Holdaway.
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