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"Miss Blythe," he began, shakily, "I trust all ill-feelin' is at an end between us. May an old friend exchange a word with you?" "Pray come in," said Miss Blythe, in a frightened whisper; and he entered. "Will you take a seat?" she asked him. "Rachel," he said, "I was to blame, but never as you thought. But I kept single for your sake, Rachel."
Under the circumstances I don't feel that I ought to let you stay on my bond. It might create ill-feelin' between you an' him. So I'm arrangin' to have some Wyoming friends put up whatever's required. You'll understand I haven't any bad feeling against you, or against him for that matter. You've been bully all through this thing, an' I'm certainly in your debt."
He turned again to John Marsh. "Isn't there the English Army to defend you if anybody tries to injure you? What call have you to start another lot of damned volunteers to be makin' ill-feelin' in the country for?" "We must be prepared to defend ourselves," John insisted. "We can't trust the English...." And so they wrangled until Mr.
What is England doin' of not to help them? There's no ill-feelin' left about Nelson puttin' the spy-glass to his blind eye and blowing Copenhagen down about their ears." "Talk about makin' the Queen Empress of India? By George! Gladstone did walk into Disraeli about that, and it was said the Queen got her hump up about it." "Well she might," said Cowan; "what business had Gladstone to interfere?
The Master grinned again, and his three jagged front teeth gleamed for an instant. The rest had been beaten out of him in twenty years of battle. He spat upon the floor. "We have a rare fine day for't." "Capital," said Montgomery. "That's the good feelin' I like," wheezed the fat butcher. "Good lads, both of them! prime lads! hard meat an' good bone. There's no ill-feelin'."
That's all about it, you see; it's a case of incompatible temperaments; there's no ill-feelin', not as between man and man, And that's what I say, too. 'Now, Dick, said Mrs. Mutimer, 'before you begin your sermon, who's a-going to fetch my beer? 'Right, Mrs. Mutimer! cried Daniel, slapping his leg. 'That's what I call coming from theory to practice.
'Yer might give us a chanst, Liza, you come aht with me one evenin'. You oughter give us all a turn, just ter show there's no ill-feelin'. 'Bli'me if I know wot yer all talkin' abaht. You're all barmy on the crumpet, said Liza indignantly, and, turning her back on them, made for home. Among other things that had happened was Sally's marriage.
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